Stolen HeART
Chapter 8
In the company of others
I had that Sunday feeling. The sunshine filtered through the gap in the drapes and warmed the left side of my face. I smiled with the knowledge that there was no rush to get up. I had no plans or scheduled meetings, my whole day was free. Apart from the call to Charlie, which I had already made there was nothing on my agenda. Emmett, Alice and Jasper were spending quality time with Esme, while Carlisle and James were spending it with Charlie. They had a whole boy's day out kind of thing planned but nothing too exhilarating obviously. The plan was a spot of fishing on the grounds of the hospital and a picnic that Esme had prepared for them.
I finally mustered up the energy and first made my way to the bathroom to check the bruises on my arm. With the increased number of warm days ahead, I hoped that the bright red marks had disappeared. I twisted and turned my elbow in the mirror to get the best view. It was obvious that the red inflamed marks were still there. I sighed at the fact that my missed opportunity to grab a bit of colour for my pasty skin was the result of that asshole Jacob.
I walked into the kitchen and made myself some breakfast, even though looking at the time it was more nearer to lunch than breakfast. I turned on the kettle and sat on one of the breakfast stools to wait for it to boil.
The box that Alice had left me yesterday was still on the breakfast bar, staring right back at me. I knew that at some point today Alice would text me to find out what I thought of the contents. We all decided that now as we were getting nearer to the heist we needed to distance ourselves from our present lifestyle. Assume new identities if you like. Alice had taken the trouble to provide us each with a box that was tailored to the individual. Mine contained a new mobile phone with only gallery business numbers, the odd restaurant number and a few international auction houses. None of the numbers from the team were programmed in since we would still have our other phones even though they wouldn't be in constant use.
In my case all my bank accounts had been transferred and money wired to several different locations round the world. I was no longer using credit cards only cash. The majority of the property that I owned was now owned by others and this place was now in the hands of the real estate agency and according to our softly spoken real estate agent Leigh, she already had a flood of people interested. I had been taught from a young age that personal effects shouldn't be on display, so my personnel trinkets and sentimental pieces of jewellery were already in a large vault in a secret location. The little furniture that I had left in here was to be sent to charity shops.
With my hot mug of coffee and a pair of scissors, I started to work through the box. All the relevant documents such as a passport, driver's license, several membership cards and even a blood donor card were all placed neatly on top. Airline tickets for Jasper and me were in a separate envelope along with the keys to a rented car.
I made my way back to my bedroom to start the laborious task of swapping documents over and shredding the ones no longer needed. I picked up my now flashing phone; Alice's name furiously blinking.
Hey. Just want 2 make sure you've opened the box
& everything is in order. Have u checked your
Contact numbers? Remember... have fun.
Luv Ali
I smiled at her text, as I went back to retrieve my replacement phone. I got back into bed and snuggled under the covers. I knew the usual numbers where in there and I scrolled down and saw that she had added a few that I didn't recognise. From the name and number that I was staring at, I now knew why she had wanted me to check.
