But then he muttered, "Need to know, ugh" and I realized it was just his wariness2 of the supernaturalthat made him slow to respond.
"Okay, kid," Charlie said. "Can you bring her over this morning? Sue's bringing me lunch. She's just ashorrified by my cooking as you were when you first showed up."Charlie laughed and then sighed for the old days.
"This morning will be perfect." The sooner the better. I'd already put this off too long.
"Is Jake coming with you guys?"Though Charlie didn't know anything about werewolf imprinting3, no one could be oblivious4 to theattachment between Jacob and Renesmee.
"Probably." There was no way Jacob would voluntarily miss an afternoon with Renesmee sansbloodsuckers.
"Maybe I should invite Billy, too," Charlie mused5. "But... hmm. Maybe another time."I was only half paying attention to Charlie—enough to notice the strange reluctance6 in his voice when hespoke of Billy, but not enough to worry what that was about. Charlie and Billy were grown-ups; if therewas something going on between them, they could figure it out for themselves. I had too many moreimportant things to obsess8 over.
"See you in a few," I told him, and hung up.
This trip was about more than protecting my father from the twenty-seven oddly matched vampires9—who all had sworn not to kill anyone in a three-hundred-mile radius11, but still... Obviously, no humanbeing should get anywhere near this group. This was the excuse I'd given Edward: I was takingRenesmee to Charlie so that he wouldn't decideto come here. It was a good reason for leaving the house, but not my real reason at all.
"Why can't we take your Ferrari?" Jacob complained when he met me in the garage. I was already inEdward's Volvo with Renesmee.
Edward had gotten around to revealing my after car; as he'd suspected, I had not been capable ofshowing the appropriate enthusiasm. Sure, it was pretty and fast, but I liked to run.
"Too conspicuous," I answered. "We could go on foot, but that would freak Charlie out."Jacob grumbled12 but got into the front seat. Renesmee climbed from my lap to his.
"How are you?" I asked him as I pulled out of the garage.
"How do you think?" Jacob asked bitingly. "I'm sick of all these reeking13 bloodsuckers." He saw myexpression and spoke7 before I could answer. "Yeah, I know, I know. They're the good guys, they'rehere to help, they're going to save us all. Etcetera, etcetera. Say what you want, I still think Dracula Oneand Dracula Two are creep-tacular."I had to smile. The Romanians weren't my favorite guests, either. "I don't disagree with you there."Renesmee shook her head but said nothing; unlike the rest of us, she found the Romanians strangelyfascinating. She'd made the effort to speak to them aloud since they would not let her touch them. Herquestion was about their unusual skin and, though I was afraid they might be offended, I was kind of gladshe'd asked. I was curious, too.
They hadn't seemed upset by her interest. Maybe a little rueful.
"We sat still for a very long time, child," Vladimir had answered, with Stefan nodding along but notcontinuing Vladimir's sentences as he often did. "Contemplating14 our own divinity. It was a sign of ourpower that everything came to us. Prey15, diplomats16, those seeking our favor. We sat on our thrones andthought ourselves gods. We didn't notice for a long time that we were changing—almost petrifying18. Isuppose the Volturi did us one favor when they burned our castles. Stefan and I, at least, did notcontinue to petrify17. Now the Volturi's eyes are filmed with dusty scum, but ours are bright. I imagine thatwill give us an advantage when we gouge19 theirs from their sockets20."I tried to keep Renesmee away from them after that.
"How long do we get to hang out with Charlie?" Jacob asked, interrupting my thoughts. He was visiblyrelaxing as we pulled away from the house and all its new inmates21. It made me happy that I didn't reallycount as a vampire10 to him. I was still just Bella.
"For quite a while, actually."The tone of my voice caught his attention.
"Is something going on here besides visiting your dad?""Jake, you know how you're pretty good at controlling your thoughts around Edward?"He raised one thick black brow. "Yeah?"I just nodded, cutting my eyes to Renesmee. She was looking out the window, and I couldn't tell howinterested she was in our conversation, but I decided22 not to risk going any further.
Jacob waited for me to add something else, and then his lower lip pushed out while he thought aboutwhat littleI'd said.
As we drove in silence, I squinted23 through the annoying contacts into the cold rain; it wasn't quite coldenough for snow. My eyes were not as ghoulish as they had been in the beginning—definitely closer to adull reddish orange than to bright crimson24. Soon they'd be amber25 enough for me to quit the contacts, ihoped the change wouldn't upset Charlie too much.
Jacob was still chewing over our truncated26 conversation when we got to Charlie's. We didn't talk as wewalked at a quick human pace through the falling rain. My dad was waiting for us; he had the door openbefore I could knock.
"Hey, guys! It seems like it's been years! Look at you, Nessie! Come to Grampa! I swear you've grownhalf a foot. And you look skinny, Ness." He glared at me. "Aren't they feeding you up there?""It's just the growth spurt," I muttered. "Hey, Sue," I called over his shoulder. The smell of chicken,tomato, garlic, and cheese issued from the kitchen; it probably smelled good to everyone else. I couldalso smell fresh pine and packing dust.
Renesmee flashed her dimples. She never spoke in front of Charlie.
"Well, come on in out of the cold, kids. Where's my son-in-law?""Entertaining friends," Jacob said, and then snorted. "You're so lucky you're out of the loop, Charlie.
That's all I'm going to say."I punched Jacob lightly in the kidney while Charlie cringed.
"Ow," Jacob complained under his breath; well, I'd thought I'd punched lightly.
"Actually, Charlie, I have some errands to run."Jacob shot a glance at me but said nothing.
"Behind on your Christmas shopping, Bells? You only have a few days, you know.""Yeah, Christmas shopping," I said lamely27. That explained the packing dust. Charlie must have put theold decorations up.
"Don't worry, Nessie," he whispered in her ear. "I got you covered if your mom drops the ball."I rolled my eyes at him, but in truth, I hadn't thought about the holidays at all.
"Lunch's on the table," Sue called from the kitchen. "C'mon, guys.""See you later, Dad," I said, and exchanged a quick look with Jacob. Even if he couldn't help but thinkabout this near Edward, at least there wasn't much for him to share. He had no idea what I was up to.
Of course, I thought to myself as I got into the car, it wasn't like I had much idea, either.
The roads were slick and dark, but driving didn't intimidate28 me anymore. My reflexes were well up tothe job, and I barely paid attention to the road. The problem was keeping my speed from attractingattention when I had company. I wanted to be done with today's mission, to have the mystery sorted outso that I could get back to the vital task of learning. Learning to protect some, learning to kill others.
I was getting better and better with my shield. Kate didn't feel the need to motivate me anymore—itwasn't hard to find reasons to feel angry, now that I knew that was the key—and so I mostly workedwith Zafrina. She waspleased with my extension; I was able to cover almost a ten-foot area for more than a minute, though itexhausted me. This morning she'd been trying to find out if I could push the shield away from my mindaltogether. I didn't see what the use of that would be, but Zafrina thought it would help strengthen me,like exercising muscles in the stomach and back rather than just the arms. Eventually, you could lift moreweight when all the muscles were stronger.
I wasn't very good at it. I had only gotten one glimpse of the jungle river she was trying to show me.
But there were different ways to prepare for what was coming, and with only two weeks left, I worriedthat I might be neglecting the most important. Today I would rectify29 that oversight30.
I'd memorized the appropriate maps, and I had no problem finding my way to the address that didn'texist online, the one for J. Jenks. My next step would be Jason Jenks at the other address, the one Alicehad not given me.
To say that it wasn't a nice neighborhood would be an understatement. The most nondescript of all theCullens' cars was still outrageous31 on this street. My old Chevy would have looked healthy here. Duringmy human years, I would have locked the doors and driven away as fast as I dared. As it was, I was alittle fascinated. I tried to imagine Alice in this place for any reason, and failed.
The buildings—all three stories, all narrow, all leaning slightly as if bowed by the pounding rain—weremostly old houses divided up into multiple apartments. It was hard to tell what color the peeling paint wassupposed to be. Everything had faded to shades of gray. A few of the buildings had businesses on thefirst floor: a dirty bar with the windows painted black, a psychic's supply store with neon hands and tarotcards glowing fitfully on the door, a tattoo32 parlor33, and a daycare with duct tape holding the broken frontwindow together. There were no lamps on inside any of the rooms, though it was grim enough outsidethat the humans should have needed the light. I could hear the low mumbling34 of voices in the distance; itsounded like TV.
There were a few people about, two shuffling35 through the rain in opposite directions and one sitting onthe shallow porch of a boarded-up cut-rate law office, reading a wet newspaper and whistling. Thesound was much too cheerful for the setting.
I was so bemused by the carefree whistler, I didn't realize at first that the abandoned building was rightwhere the address I was looking for should exist. There were no numbers on the dilapidated place, butthe tattoo parlor beside it was just two numbers off.
I pulled up to the curb36 and idled for a second. I was getting into that dump one way or another, but howto do so without the whistler noticing me? I could park the next street over and come through the back....
There might be more witnesses on that side. Maybe the rooftops? Was it dark enough for that kind ofthing?
"Hey, lady," the whistler called to me.
I rolled the passenger window down as if I couldn't hear him.
The man laid his paper aside, and his clothes surprised me, now that I could see them. Under his longragged duster, he was a little too well dressed. There was no breeze to give me the scent37, but the sheenon his dark red shirt looked like silk. His crinkly black hair was tangled38 and wild, but his dark skin wassmooth and perfect, his teeth white and straight. A contradiction.
"Maybe you shouldn't park that car there, lady," he said. "It might not be here when you get back.""Thanks for the warning," I said.
I shut off the engine and got out. Perhaps my whistling friend could give me the answers I needed fasterthan breaking and entering. I opened my big gray umbrella—not that I cared, really, about protecting thelong cashmere sweater-dress I wore. It was what a human would do.
The man squinted through the rain at my face, and then his eyes widened. He swallowed, and I heard hisheart accelerate as I approached.
Tm looking for someone," I began.
"I'm someone," he offered with a smile. "What can I do for you, beautiful?""Are you J. Jenks?" I asked.
"Oh," he said, and his expression changed from anticipation39 to understanding. He got to his feet andexamined me with narrowed eyes. "Why're you looking for J?""That's my business." Besides, I didn't have a clue. "Are you J?""No."We faced each other for a long moment while his sharp eyes ran up and down the fitted pearl graysheath I wore. His gaze finally made it to my face. "You don't look like the usual customer.""I'm probably not the usual," I admitted. "But I do need to see him as soon as possible.""I'm not sure what to do," he admitted.
"Why don't you tell me your name?"He grinned. "Max.""Nice to meet you, Max. Now, why don't you tell me what you do for the usual?"His grin became a frown. "Well, J's usual clients don't look a thing like you. Your kind doesn't botherwith the downtown office. You just go straight up to his fancy office in the skyscraper40."I repeated the other address I had, making the list of numbers a question.
"Yeah, that's the place," he said, suspicious again. "How come you didn't go there?""This was the address I was given—by a very dependable source.""If you were up to any good, you wouldn't be here."I pursed my lips. I'd never been much good at bluffing41, but Alice hadn't left me a lot of alternatives.
"Maybe I'm not up to any good."Max's face turned apologetic. "Look, lady—""Bella.""Right. Bella. See, I need this job. J pays me pretty good to mostly just hang out here all day. I want tohelp you, I do, but—and of course Tm speaking hypothetically, right? Or off the record, or whateverworks for you—but if I pass somebody through that could get him in trouble, I'm out of work. Do yousee my problem?"I thought for a minute, chewing on my lip. "You've never seen anyone like me here before? Well, sort oflike me.
My sister is a lot shorter than me, and she has dark spiky42 black hair.""J knows your sister?""I think so."Max pondered this fora moment.I smiled at him, and his breathing stuttered."Tell you what I'll do.HIgive Ja call and describe you to him. Let him make the decision."What did J. Jenks know? Would my description mean something to him? That was a troubling thought.
"My last name is Cullen," I told Max, wondering if that was too much information. I was starting to getirritated with Alice. Did I really have to be quite this blind? She could have given me one or two morewords....
"Cullen, got it."I watched as he dialed, easily picking out the number. Well, I could call J. Jenks myself if this didn'twork.
"HeyJ, it's Max. I know I'm never supposed tocall you at this number except in an emergency___"Is there an emergency?1 heard faintly from the other end.
"Well, notexactly. It's this girl who wants to see you___"/ fail to see the emergency in that Why didn't you follow normal procedure?
"I didn't follow normal procedure 'cause she don't look like any kind of normal—"Is she a badge?!
"No—"You can't be sure about that. Does she look like one ofKubarev's— ?
"No—let me talk, okay? She says you know her sister or something."Not likely. What does she look like?
"She looks like . . ." His eyes ran from my face to my shoes appreciatively. "Well, she looks like afreaking supermodel, that's what she looks like." I smiled and he winked43 at me, then went on. "Rockingbody, pale as a sheet, dark brown hair almost to her waist, needs a good night's sleep—any of thissoundingfamiliar?"No, it doesn't I'm not happy that you let your weakness for pretty women interrupt —"Yeah,so I'ma sucker for the pretty ones, what's wrong with that? I'm sorry I bothered you, man. Justforget it.""Name," I whispered.
"Oh right. Wait," Max said. "She says her name is Bella Cullen. That help?"There was a beat of dead silence, and then the voice on the other end was abruptly44 screaming, using alot of words you didn't often hear outside of truck stops. Max's whole expression changed; all the jokingvanished and his lips went pale.
"Because you didn't ask!" Max yelled back, panicked.
There was another pause while J collected himself.
Beautiful and pale?J asked, a tiny bit calmer.
"I said that, didn't I?"Beautiful and pale? What did this man know about vampires? Was he one of us himself? I wasn'tprepared forthat kind of confrontation45. I gritted46 my teeth. What had Alice gotten me into?
Max waited for a minute through another volley of shouted insults and instructions and then glanced atme with eyes that were almost frightened. "But you only meet downtown clients on Thursdays—okay,okay! On it.'7He slid his phone shut.
"He wants to see me?" I asked brightly.
Max glowered47. "You could have told me you were a priority client;7"I didn't know I was.""I thought you might be a cop," he admitted. "I mean, you don't look like a cop. But you act kind ofweird, beautiful."I shrugged48.
"Drug cartel?" he guessed.
"Who, me?" I asked.
"Yeah. Or your boyfriend or whatever.""Nope, sorry. I'm not really a fan of drugs, and neither is my husband. Just say no and all that."Max cussed under his breath. "Married. Can't catch a break."I smiled.
"Mafia?""Nope.""Diamondsmuggling?""Please! Is that the kind of people you usually deal with, Max? Maybe you need a new job."I had to admit, I was enjoying myself a little. I hadn't interacted with humans much besides Charlie andSue. It was entertaining to watch him flounder. I was also pleased at how easy it was not to kill him.
"You've got to be involved in something big. And bad," he mused.
"It's not really like that.""That's what they all say. But who else needs papers? Or can afford to pay J's prices for them, I shouldsay. None of my business, anyway," he said, and then muttered the word married again.
He gave me an entirely49 new address with basic directions, and then watched me drive away withsuspicious, regretful eyes.
At this point, I was ready for almost anything—some kind of James Bond villain's high-tech50 lair51 seemedappropriate. So I thought Max must have given me the wrong address as a test. Or maybe the lair wassubterranean, underneath52 this very commonplace strip mall nestled up against a wooded hill in a nicefamily neighborhood.
I pulled into an open spot and looked up at a tastefully subtle sign that read JASON SCOTT,ATTORNEY AT LAW.
The office inside was beige with celery green accents, inoffensive and unremarkable. There was no scentof vampire here, and that helped me relax. Nothing but unfamiliar53 human. A fish tank was set into thewall, and a blandlypretty blond receptionist sat behind the desk.
"Hello," she greeted me. "How can I help you?""I'm here to see Mr. Scott.""Do you have an appointment?""Not exactly."She smirked54 a little. "It could be a while, then. Why don't you have a seat while I—"April!a man's demanding voice squawked from the phone on her desk. I'm expecting a Ms. Cullenshortly.
I smiled and pointed55 to myself.
Send her in immediately. Do you understand? I don't care what it's interrupting.
I could hear something else in his voice besides impatience56. Stress. Nerves.
"She's just arrived," April said as soon as she could speak.
What? Send her in! What are you waiting for?
"Right away, Mr. Scott!" She got to her feet, fluttering her hands as she led the way down a shorthallway, offering me coffee or tea or anything else I might have wanted.
"Here you are," she said as she ushered57 me through the door into a power office, complete with heavywooden desk and vanity wall.
"Close the door behind you," a raspy tenor58 voice ordered.
I examined the man behind the desk while April made a hasty retreat. He was short and balding,probably around fifty-five, with a paunch. He wore a red silk tie with a blue-and-white-striped shirt, andhis navy blazer hung over the back of his chair. He was also trembling, blanched59 to a sickly paste color,with sweat beading on his forehead; I imagined an ulcer60 churning away under the spare tire.
J recovered himself and rose unsteadily from his chair. He reached his hand across the desk.
"Ms. Cullen. What an absolute delight."I crossed to him and shook his hand quickly once. He cringed slightly at my cold skin but did not seemparticularly surprised by it.
"Mr. Jenks. Or do you prefer Scott?"He winced61 again. "Whatever you wish, of course.""How about you call me Bella, and HI call you J?""Like old friends," he agreed, mopping a silk handkerchief across his forehead. He gestured for me tohave a seat and took his own. "I must ask, am I finally meeting Mr. Jasper's lovely wife?"I weighed that for a second. So this man knew Jasper, not Alice. Knew him, and seemed afraid of him,too. "His sister-in-law, actually."He pursed his lips, as if he were grasping for meanings just as desperately62 as I was.
"I trust Mr. Jasper is in good health?" he asked carefully.
"I'm sure he is in excellent health. He's on an extended vacation at the moment."This seemed to clear up some of J's confusion. He nodded to himself and templed his fingers. "Just so.
You should have come to the main office. My assistants there would have put you straight through to me—no need to go through less hospitable63 channels."I just nodded. I wasn't sure why Alice had given me the ghetto64 address.
"Ah, well, you're here now. What can I do for you?"Tapers," I said, trying to make my voice sound like I knew what I was talking about.
"Certainly," J agreed at once. "Are we talking birth certificates, death certificates, drivers' licenses,passports, social security cards... ?"I took a deep breath and smiled. I owed Max big time.
And then my smile faded. Alice had sent me here for a reason, and I was sure it was to protectRenesmee. Her last gift to me. The one thing she would know I needed.
The only reason Renesmee would need a forger65 was if she was running. And the only reason Renesmeewould be running was if we had lost.
If Edward and I were running with her, she wouldn't need these documents right away. I was sure IDswere something Edward knew how to get his hands on or make himself, and I was sure he knew ways toescape without them. We could run with her for thousands of miles. We could swim with her across anocean.
If we were around to save her.
And all the secrecy66 to keep this out of Edward's head. Because there was a good chance that everythinghe knew, Aro would know. If we lost, Aro would certainly get the information he craved67 before hedestroyed Edward.
It was as I had suspected. We couldn't win. But we must have a good shot at killing68 Demetri before welost, giving Renesmee the chance to run.
My still heart felt like a boulder69 in my chest—a crushing weight. All my hope faded like fog in thesunshine. My eyes pricked70.
Who would I put this on? Charlie? But he was so defenselessly human. And how would I get Renesmeeto him? He was not going to be anywhere close to that fight. So that left one person. There really hadnever been anyone else.
I'd thought this through so quickly that J didn't notice my pause.
"Two birth certificates, two passports, one driver's license," I said in a low, strained tone.
If he noticed the change in my expression, he pretended otherwise.
"The names?""Jacob... Wolfe. And... Vanessa Wolfe." Nessie seemed like an okay nickname for Vanessa. Jacobwould get a kick out of the Wolfe thing.
His pen scratched swiftly across a legal pad. "Middle names?""Just put something generic71 in.""If you prefer. Ages?""Twenty-seven for the man, five for the girl." Jacob could pull it off. He was a beast. And at the rateRenesmee was growing, I'd better estimate high. He could be her stepfather....
"I'll need pictures if you prefer finished documents," J said, interrupting my thoughts. "Mr. Jasper usuallyliked to finish them himself."Well, that explained why J didn't know what Alice looked like.
"Hold on," I said.
This was luck. I had several family pictures shoved in my wallet, and the perfect one—Jacob holdingRenesmee on the front porch steps—was only a month old. Alice had given it to me just a few daysbefore... Oh. Maybe there wasn't that much luck involved after all. Alice knew I had this picture. Maybeshe'd even had some dim flash that I would need it before she gave it to me.
"Here you go."J examined the picture for a moment. "Your daughter is very like you."I tensed. "She's more like her father.""Who is not this man." He touched Jacob's face.
My eyes narrowed, and new sweat beads72 popped out on J's shiny head.
"No. That is a very close friend of the family.""Forgive me," he mumbled73, and the pen began scratching again. "How soon will you need thedocuments?""Can I get them in a week?""That's a rush order. It will cost twice as—but forgive me. I forgot with whom I was speaking."Clearly, he knew Jasper.
"Just give me a number."He seemed hesitant to say it aloud, though I was sure, having dealt with Jasper, he must have known thatprice wasn't really an object. Not even taking into consideration the bloated accounts that existed all overthe world with the Cullens' various names on them, there was enough cash stashed74 all over the house tokeep a small country afloat for a decade; it reminded me of the way there were always a hundredfishhooks in the back of any drawer at Charlie's house. I doubted anyone would even notice the smallstack I'd removed in preparation for today.
J wrote the price down on the bottom of the legal pad.
I nodded calmly. I had more than that with me. I unclasped my bag again and counted out the rightamount—I had it all paper-clipped into five-thousand-dollar increments75, so it took no time at all.
"There.""Ah, Bella, you don't really have to give me the entire sum now. It's customary for you to save half toensure delivery."I smiled wanly76 at the nervous man. "But I trust you, J. Besides, I'll give you a bonus—the same againwhen I get the documents.""That's not necessary, I assure you.""Don't worry about it." It wasn't like I could take it with me. "So HI meet you here next week at thesame time?"He gave me a pained look. "Actually, I prefer to make such transactions in places unrelated to myvarious businesses.""Of course. I'm sure I'm not doing this the way you expect.""I'm used to having no expectations when it comes to the Cullen family." He grimaced77 and then quicklycomposed his face again. "Shall we meet at eight o'clock a week from tonight at The Pacifico? It's onUnion Lake, and the food is exquisite78.""Perfect." Not that I would be joining him for dinner. He actually wouldn't like it much if I did.
I rose and shook his hand again. This time he didn't flinch79. But he did seem to have some new worry onhis mind. His mouth was pinched up, his back tense.
"Will you have trouble with that deadline?" I asked.
"What?" He looked up, taken off guard by my question. "The deadline? Oh, no. No worries at all. I willcertainly have your documents done on time."It would have been nice to have Edward here, so that I would know what J's real worries were. Isighed. Keeping secrets from Edward was bad enough; having to be away from him was almost toomuch.
"Then HI see you in one week."
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