“Bella, I think you have to accept the possibility that everyone at that office you worked at is corrupt.”
“Edward, Garrett was a good man. I don’t believe that.”
“He turned a blind eye to whatever Jacob was doing with Newton. So he’s either an idiot or he was a part of it.”
Bella stopped stirring the food and turned to him. “Why? Why couldn't the possibility be that he wasn't aware of what was going on and he found out about it and tried to stop it but was murdered before he could,” she yelled, indignant and full of anger.
Edward arched his brow and then smiled, “there’s that unbridled optimism in full force. I was beginning to wonder where it disappeared to.”
Bella involuntarily smiled. “Oh, fuck you, Helios,” she replied playfully.
“Promise?” he smirked.
Bella laughed. It was one of the sweetest sounds he ever heard. She had been so melancholy over the weekend. Saddened by the turn of events and less hopeful than her norm. She let out an exaggerated snort and waved her mixing spoon up and down.
“As if I’d ever turned down all of that sexiness,” she said kissing the air.
He laughed and turned back to the table where he finished setting it. Bella refused to believe that Garrett was corrupt. If Jacob was doing something behind his back then she would not hold him responsible for that. No, if something illegal was going on she could almost guarantee that Jacob was a part of it and that the Garrett she knew would have tried to stop it. As Bella started plating their dinner the phone rang.
“I got it babe,” Bella said picking up the cordless in the kitchen.
“Hello,” Bella answered, not recognizing the number.
“Hello Bella.”
Bella cringed at hearing the familiar voice.
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