Bella and I sit in her office waiting for Hawk to arrive so we can start the proceedings of getting Jacob back where he's supposed to be. It's quiet between the two of us; you can hear a pin drop as I keep crossing and uncrossing my legs. Bella plays with the paper in her file folder.

"I wish you had been able to convince Hawk to come by the clubhouse last night. I don't like that he stayed by himself," Bella worries, shuffling the paperwork in the file, and then ...