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    Mr and Mrs Cullen

    In my opinion, the limo was a little too much for a kidnapping, though I supposed it was necessary. There were approximately twenty-five in it besides me – some hadn’t come into the house before – since they knew getting away with me successfully was going to be difficult.

    Difficult was an understatement. About half an hour earlier, right after I’d left, Alice had let me know of her plan so far. Jasper, Edward and herself would take out their ‘guards’ (save for Chris if possible, as Heidi would most likely go all Victoria on us), meet up with Carlisle and alert him to the rest of the plan, and then act.

    The rest of the plan hadn’t been fully formed in her head, and for now I left it alone. She could decide for herself as for what to do.

    I had bigger things to worry about. I knew delaying travel as long as possible would definitely help, but I didn’t know exactly how to do that.

    I couldn’t complain of hunger, I couldn’t ask to go to the washroom, and I couldn’t just run away. Another reason they’d chosen the limo. And given my current position within said limo – practically squashed between two huge vampires – I wouldn’t be getting up and running anytime soon.

    Then it keyed into me: The vampires I was sitting between were most likely the more unintelligent ones of the bunch, as they were both not breathing at the moment and I had no idea why, since judging by their eyes they were pretty thirsty. Since I simply refused to endanger human lives to save my own happiness, I would just have to take advantage of their brains – or lack of.

    Their thought processes were fairly simple, and they were both thinking about what I thought they would be: satiating their thirst.

    Over the past few years my talent hadn’t differed much, though recently I had almost succeeded in making Esme’s mind think something she didn’t want it to. Almost. But Esme’s mind was stronger than these two baboons’, and if I really tried, I might be able to do it.

    Okay Bella, I reasoned with myself, just do it.

    I picked the one whose mind I had judged to be weakest, and went to work.

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