Antique Love

Chapter 15

A/N: Alrighty, gang. This is the last regular chapter, so next week will be the epi, and then I'll be taking a break to finish my next story.

A huge thank you to all of you for reading/reviewing, and a huge thanks to my awesome beta for looking over my stuff while being on vacation.

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"So, they sang, huh?" I asked as I listened to Bella and Emmett describe what had happened the previous day at the police station.

"Yep," Bella said. "They acted like these tough motherfuckers, but in the end, they caved. They told us that they'd been hired by Voltaire, who worked for Aro Caius, to get the coin from the police station."

"How did he know it was there?"

"He was watching us from the time we got let out of the hospital. Once he realized that the coin was being kept as evidence, he freaked out and hired some guys that he's used before," she explained.

"But, it gets better," Emmett broke in. "They gave us the whereabouts of Voltaire's location in Seattle where they were supposed to meet him, and the Seattle P.D. arrested him an hour ago and are going to be transporting him here soon."

"Let me see if I have this right," I said, ticking off each event as I came to it. "Caius either bought or saw who bought the Flowing Hair dollar coin at the same auction that I'd been at a year ago in Chicago, the coin, unbeknownst to me, gets sent to me by mistake, and then Tanya, who was dating Caius while she was dating me, causes all sorts of problems for me to help her boyfriend out or something like that. I move out here, the coin still in my possession, and Caius figures out I have it, so he sends Voltaire to snoop around which led to all of this fucking drama?"

"Sounds about right," Bella said. "We'll know more once we talk to Voltaire."

I flopped back on my couch, running a hand through my hair. My life had become a really bad b-rated drama thriller with plot holes galore.

"Can life get back to normal now?" I asked them.

"I certainly hope so," Emmett said. "My Rosie's a bit pissed because she hasn't really seen me in weeks."

I felt bad because everyone had given up so much to help me since this whole freaking thing had started, and I was ready for it to be over.

I wanted to be able to keep normal hours at my shop, to not have to go to physical therapy twice a week, to spend quality time with my friends, family, and my girlfriend, and to be happy again.

I knew we still had a long time before all of that would really happen because there would probably be a trial if Voltaire and Caius didn't plead guilty, and those things could drag on for years.

"We've got to get to the station," Bella told me, giving me a kiss on the cheek as she and Emmett stood up to leave, and I nodded before wishing them luck. I hoped the bastards just confessed to everything so we could get this over with.

By ten o'clock the following night, I hadn't heard anything from Bella or Emmett, and I was driving myself insane waiting.

Deciding to do my best to forget about the interrogation, I got ready for bed and grabbed my Kindle reader from my nightstand and began to read a Stephen King novel.

About thirty pages in, there was a knock on my door, and after putting on some clothes, I made my way toward the door where I found an exhausted looking Bella.

She practically fell into my arms, and I wrapped her up in a hug after I'd closed the door.

"Well?" I asked her.