Mafia Princess

Chapter One-Hundred Forty

Twilight...not mine (sigh).

Chapter 140

I listened to the conversation and it was all a ruse. Aro never had any inkling to listen to what Charlie had to say. He was talking in circles and seemed distracted. "Special Agent Cullen? This is Special Agent Banner, you have permission to search the building."

"Excuse me," I asked, sauntering up to the receptionist's desk. "Where's the bathroom?" I knew I looked dangerous with my scar on my head but I used the full effect of my eyes and 'fuck me' hair.

"Out the door and to the left," she tittered.

"Thank you," I smiled, turning on my heel and exiting the office. I turned to the left, which was toward the exit. I stood outside of the bathroom for a few moments before sneaking past the office and heading deeper into the warehouse. I was a man on a mission. My mission was to find Bella.

The warehouse was expansive. There weren't a lot of employees but the building was filled with boxes and boxes of ammunition, explosives and shell casings. I figured that Bella probably wouldn't be out in the open. Aro wasn't that dumb. Though, James and Riley might be. I checked the main floor, working quickly through the maze of boxes. Once I was through the boxes, I decided to check the string of doors along the back of the warehouse. If it were me, I'd want to be the furthest from the entrance but closest to an exit.

As I moved to that door, one of Aro's men popped out of nowhere. I tried to act casual, pretending to peruse the boxes, looking for something. "Yo! Who are you? You don't work here!" he growled.

"I just started, man. I was hired a couple of weeks back and when I came in this morning, I find out my boss no longer owns the building. I begged for my job and I have today to prove myself," I lied, looking at the beefy man in front of me.

"I don't believe you. No one has been hired in months," he said, pulling out his gun. "Who are you working for?"

Before he could blink, he was dead. A single gunshot wound between the eyes, using my silencer. I dragged him to the end of the aisle and continued my search. "One man down, rear corner in the last aisle. One of Aro's men," I hissed quietly.

"Understood," Agent Banner replied. "Keep looking for her, Cullen."

"Ten-four," I whispered. I walked to the door of where I'd hide an abductee if I were in charge. The door was locked. That could mean two things. One, the room is unused and the search would be fruitless. Two, this is the room where they were holding Bella.

"Where's Ramirez? He was supposed to relieve me of my duties," said a male voice. He sounded whiny and nasally.

"How the fuck should I know? I was with you the whole time, douche," said a deeper men's voice. I froze and darted into a nearby aisle. I watched as they approached the door I was trying to open. "Do you think that James and Riley have broken that bitch in?"

"She's feisty. I doubt it but when they're spirited like that, it makes them more fun," the whiny man said. I held my breath, looking at the door. The men reached it and unlocked it. Before they could walk through, I fired off two more shots. They fell to the ground in a heap. I scowled at their corpses, kicking them for good measure before slipping inside the now open door. It was dark and there two more doors. One appeared to be a bathroom. Another looked to be an office. The blue glow of a computer screen lit up the tight space. I snuck inside and pulled out a flash drive. As quickly as I could, I downloaded the documents and photos onto the flash drive. There were pictures of Charlie, Bella, me and Renee. There was also detailed information about Charlie's family, organization and businesses. The final file I downloaded was on the desktop. It was entitled Bella. I opened up the file and was sickened at what I saw.

My girl was strapped to a table, wearing nothing but her panties. She was unconscious and littered with bruises, cuts, scrapes and wounds. She was also filthy, covered in dirt, grime, vomit and dried blood. Who got their jollies off on this shit? I saved the file and ejected the flash drive. I slipped it into my pocket and with a newfound determination, looked for my battered and brutalized girl.

"Bella is more than likely injured. Have a bus on standby," I whispered brokenly.

"Ten-four, Agent Cullen," Agent Banner said gruffly. "Do you need backup?"

"Be advised that I will need backup. Proceed with caution," I said, leaving the office and walking to the final door. I could hear voices. The most distinct sound was that of crying, sobbing. Bella...I'm coming for you, baby. Checking my gun, I tried the knob and found it locked. "I'm going in," I said, preparing to kick down the door.

A/N: I told you that I was going to leave it as a cliffie...I'm going to warn you all know that Bella will go through the ringer. The next ten chapters (in BPOV) are coming with a graphic violence warning. There will be no rape. But, yeah...it's not going to be pretty. Just saying. Pictures of the back room and computer room will be on my blog and tumblr (link in my profile). You can also find me on Facebook (Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation) or on Twitter: tufano79. Leave me some!

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