Danger!

BPOV.

I have had my suspicions for a while now. Probably a couple of days after the failed hit and run.

I had received yet another voicemail from Renee.

'I know where you are Bella. I'm in town and we need to talk. You can't hide from me forever.'

I had played that message over and over trying to tell whether or not she had been lying. She sounded quite menacing. I had never heard my mother like that before.

I had gotten clues in the past messages she had left me too.

'Bella, I'm trying out a new poetry course. I wish you would answer your phone so I could read you some of it.'
'Bella, Phil has a new car. It's a black BMW with tinted windows. You should visit so we can show you.'
'Bella, I have a friend who's a tattooist. She said she can give me lessons!'

The list goes on.

I had a large manilla envelope full of printed messages, e-mails and voicemails hidden in my room. I tried desperately to believe it wasn't true, but the way she acted in the lab just cemented my suspicions further. I really wanted to talk to Edward about it all but I feared I would end up telling him something else entirely.

I was late.

Three weeks to be precise.

I had put it down to stress originally and told myself I was overdoing it, that's why I was tired all the time. But I knew I was wrong. I couldn't tell him. I couldn't even admit it to myself.

I knew Alice could tell something was wrong, but I played it off each time she mentioned it. Moggy was being extra clingy too. I read that cats can sense these things.

It was four days after I had dodged Renee at the precinct when the next body showed up.

Elderly Italian, Caius Alphonso Volturi, was found beaten and tied to a tree in the grounds of a care home in which he resided. The tattoo across his back read -

You thought you could fool me,
well I guess you're wrong.
Let's play hide and seek,
ISABELLA MARIE SWAN.

She knew. She knew I was in that desk.

I was on my way out to pick up the file when I popped in and let James know where I was going.

"James, I have a feeling I know who the serial is. I just need to grab some files from home. I will be back in thirty minutes." I darted out of his office before he could even speak and headed straight out to my car.

The drive home took longer than anticipated. I was followed, so I took a few detours to shake them.

Once I was sure I had lost my tail I went home. I unlocked the front door and should of known straight away that something was wrong. Moggy didn't run to rub herself against my ankles like she always does.

"Moggy?" I called out. A small meow came from upstairs and her head poked through the railings of Alices room. "What are you doing upstairs puss? You know you're not allowed up there." I went up to get her but something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention.

My bedroom door was shut.

I always leave it open for Moggy, so she can use the litter box in my bathroom.

I drew my weapon and slowly made my way back down the stairs, careful to avoid the creaky one at the bottom. I silently crept towards my room, doing a quick sweep of the kitchen as I passed. I stood outside of my bedroom door, grabbed the handle and flung it open. What I saw made my blood run cold.

In big red letters spray painted across the wall was - FOUND YOU!

I turned to exit my room but was hit from behind. A rough cloth was placed over my mouth and nose, forcing me to breathe in the chemical on it. The room started to spin and the last thing I remember was my gun going off.

Oh no! Will poor Bella be alright?

Next chapter should be tomorrow. Or tonight if you're lucky. ;)

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