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This is where you live? OMG

I woke up to someone knocking on the door. So I unlocked the door to see Emmett waiting to talk to me. He looked surprised when he saw the inside of the house. The wallpaper had faded and peeled. There was a crack on the wall. There were bullet holes here and there. On one wall was an assortment of handcuffs. The other had a variety of televisions. A study table stood in one corner. There was a laptop, a magnifying glass, a microscope and a cup of steaming hot chocolate. The ceiling was exposed in some places and you can see the floor above. He shook his head as I sat down on the squishy sofa. He asked me if I could work for him. I told him that I am under contract and as a rule I don't work with the Feds. This disheartened him a little but he persisted. I waved my hand to say he can go but he decided to stay for breakfast. I told him I make my own and will eat it even if he makes faces. This is my house so he will abide by them. He sat and watched me cook an egg sandwich. I used the waffle iron to heat hash browns. I filled a glass with chocolate milk and sat down to eat.
I looked at the classified and saw that SHE was up to something so I had to clear out of New York for a few days. Not a problem I can make a phone call to Weatherby and he will pretend he was sent by a client. I told Emmett to leave and he gave me a look. I told him I love this job and I am not going into a situation where I would be the scapegoat. FBI had done that once and I am not an April Fool. He got up and left without a word.
Weatherby came to collect me and I left for California. Edward was there to collect me and I was shocked. He should be in Budapest. He smiled, "That is on tomorrow's schedule" I shook my head, "Desiree Atkins asked you to join her for a special meeting. She asked for you specifically" He shook his head, "He asked for William but he was unavailable. Marcus is in Budapest now dealing with the situation. When he is done he will join us" My stomach churned "Us?" This is not going to end well. He drove me in his Aston Martin DB11 Volante (V8). He drove really fast and I asked him to put his seat belt on. He laughed, "You should put your seat belt on" I clipped it in place as he laughed merrily.
I was received by Carson and Dahlia. They were both so familiar. When I entered the house I wished I hadn't been received by Edward. The room was filled with people I threw in prison. Either I personally help find and throw solitary confinement. Or those whose arrest I had a hand in. Or the one whose arrest warrants I personally typed. One stood out and this person was the only person I never threw in jail. His name is Peter. I saw him and I turned red immediately. He gave me a wonderful smile and extended his hand, "I haven't seen you in eleven years. I see you have aged gracefully" I smiled, "So have you. You seem calmer than last time" He blushed, "I took your advice. I owe you thanks for the help. You gave me a new lease on life" Alex tapped his foot, "How do you know each other?" Peter smiled, "This is someone I met a few years back. That is all you need to know" Alex looked at me weird, trust me. This is not a compliment. The others watched me with curiosity. I excused myself as he was hounded about me. I waited outside till I felt the weather change. I closed my eyes and felt the warmth of the sun on my skin. Not to mention the wind on my face.
I felt someone stare at me like crazy. I turned to see it was Alex. She looked at me like she was put in an awful position and it is all my fault. I joked, "Trying to figure out how to kill me painlessly or painfully?" Her eyes grew and she walked away without a word. I was ordered to come back inside to get cleaned up. Edward pursed his lips as he looked at the security footage of my house. He tutted, "This is not a house it is a ruin." Alex laughed, "And yet she was trained to be an ace detective and managed to send all of us to prison in that ruin of a house. It is not in her name. She is allowed to stay there as a courtesy. In a few days she will leave and they will turn it into a marvelous masterpiece." I lowered my head in remorse, "I still haven't finished packing everything. Jane said she will send movers who help pack and send it all to storage temporarily." Peter looked at me and smile, "I can buy you the house and built it any way you like. You told me once how you would like your home should be. It was a decent description. There was nothing too extravagant. You explained in the hospital that you like simple things because they don't require a scientific explanation. They are beautiful without any effort." Alex raised her eyebrows, "How do you know her? You never told me how you met her" Peter smiled, "This is the ex-wife I wished I never divorced. Even after the horrible things I did to her, she gave me one of her kidneys. She vanished after that" Everyone froze to a solid marble statue. Alex exclaimed, "You were married to my baby brother."