"Where did you go?" Emmett asks.

"Well, I took care of the pest problem." I reply. Everyone just looks at me. "You're welcome."

"How do you know who it was?" Bella asks.

"Intuition." I shrug. "And he won't talk, but he will soon. He always did." I smirk.

"Who is it?" Edward asks.

"I'm afraid I can't disclose that information at this time."

"Where is he then?"

"That is also classified information, but he's taken care of. I'm not giving away an identity or location until I get the information we need." I state. "Trust me, he's not getting loose anytime soon, and if he does I'll still get the information I need."

"How?" Alice furrows her eyebrows.

"Modern security systems." I shrug. "The only way he's getting out is if someone lets him out. If I don't, then whoever is behind this thing will."

"Why won't you let us know who he is or where you're keeping him?" Bella asks.

"Security." I state. "Me being the only one who knows where he is secures that the only other person that can get to him and get him out is like us."

"How do you know the person behind this won't send someone else?"

"Because they wouldn't risk a newborn screwing up the entire plan."

"Could it be the Volturi?" Esme asks.

"I've been watching Aro." Alice shakes her head. "It's not Victoria either."

"I don't know Alice, it might be her." I shake my head.

"I would've saw it." She states.

"And she knows that." I retort. "So she won't make any decisions, she just gives the okay."

"Well has your suspect said anything?" Carlisle asks.

"No, but I do know he has a thing for redheads." I smirk. "I'm going to kill him after I get my answers anyways. I'll leave his head on a silver platter for the lucky puppeteer, and then kill them too, then the army of newborns."

"Well so much for her being tame." Jasper scoffs.

"I was raised by a psychopathic father, an FBI agent with a Doctoral uncle, and a schizophrenic Grandmother with Alzheimer's, if for one second you thought I was normal, well you need to seek professional help." I state.

"So is that your way of saying you're crazy or?" Bella questions.

"You say crazy, some say gifted, some say broken, some say ingenious, and some say challenged." I cross my arms, "I say unique, even though it's impossible to be normal. Normal is just a thing that society created to single out or demean other people. It doesn't actually exist. Normality is just a concept to belittle others."

"Alli, are you okay?" Emmett asks.

"I've got to go check on the suspect." I say flatly.

"Allison wait." He grabs my bicep. "Let me go with you. I can tell where he is just by the way you're acting."

"No, Edward can get into to your head too easy." I shake his hand off. "I'll be fine, I promise."