“Where’s Carlisle?” I managed to grind out calmly. I was clutching at straws, but if there was anybody on this planet capable of getting her back now, it was him.
“I don’t think that’s-”
“I gave up my freedom for this organisation,” I cut across lowly. “I’ve done what other people have wanted me to do my entire fucking life. And if any of you think I’m going to give you the testimony you all need to nail The Volturi without Bella’s freedom, you’re even more fucked in the head than I thought.”
“Edward, our hands are tied,” Emmet replied. His tone was soft, and he even sounded a little regretful. But that did shit to help me. “If we go back in there-”
“It’s okay, Emmett. I’ll take it from here.”
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