If the Boughs Break, Blood Will Flow

Chapter Nineteen ~ Broken and Bloody

Chapter Nineteen

Broken and Bloody

"Thirty-three days, thirty-three days. DAMN IT, THIRTY-THREE FUCKING DAYS," Edward yelled, slamming his hand down on his desk. Standing up, he went over to the window and looked out over the city. His men had combed every inch of the city and found not one piece of evidence to his beloved. They had the police scanners monitored for any word on young pregnant women being found. Though at this point, there had been nothing. Garrett had searched every hospital in the city and even searched the morgues. Thankfully he didn't see her there. Edward had also had other families offering their assistance. It was unbelievable that she had been the joining force between rival families. Thinking back at that frightful night, he could tell the exact moment she had been taken.

He had arrived at the dock and it was worse than he expected. His men were trapped and the enemy was using military-grade weaponry. The echoes of a fifty caliber semi-automatic rifle bounced off the metal containers. As soon as he neared the fight, Phil slowed down the SUV and Edward jumped from the vehicle with his gun pulled. He took protection behind the first container he came to and began to survey the area to see if he could find his brothers. Putting his communication device in his ear, he waited to hear any chatter.

"Yee-haw, the fucking cavalry has arrived," Emmett boomed.

"Location?" Edward asked.

"Southside east corner," Emmett answered. They had been pinned down for over an hour. Whoever was shooting at them was loaded for bear and was never-ending on the barrage of bullets and grenades.

"Anyone hurt?" Edward questioned.

"Don't know," Jasper piped in. "We have been pinned down since the very beginning."

Suddenly, a large explosion occurred. The blast wave swept through the area, knocking everyone down and the air out of their lungs. When they were finally about to get air back into their bodies, they sat up, shaking their heads. Their ears were ringing from the blast.

Once Edward's hearing returned, he noticed that the gunfire had stopped and it was eerily quiet. Peering around the container, he saw no one around other than his men. "What the fuck?"

"Skipper, what is it?" Jasper asked.

"They are gone," Edward replied, stepping out and towards where the enemy had been just a few minutes before. "Why would they just leave? They had us at a disadvantage, even with the extra support."

Jasper and Emmett, along with many of the others, came up to where Edward was standing. They all were just as confused as to why the enemy had just up and left. Slowly they fanned out and began searching for evidence to whom had been attacking them. The only thing they found was the weaponry and shell casings. No bodies, no blood, nothing to point to who had orchestrated the ambush.

"Emmett, what do you make of this?" Edward said, motioning to the equipment left behind.

"It makes no sense whatsoever," Emmett muttered, then his phone began to ring. Taking it out, he saw that it was his sweet Rose. "Hey, honey."

"Emmett, is Jasper around?" Rose questioned. "Alice has been trying to get him."

"Yeah, hold on. Jasper, Alice wants to talk to you," Emmett announced, holding out his cell for him.

Jasper took the phone. "Alice."

"Jasper," Alice cried. "My shop is destroyed."

"What do you mean?" He asked.