“It’s just good to know,” Edward said. “Alice has been itching for a shopping partner, and I’m sure Bella would love to see some city lights.” He smiled at me. But Charlie growled, “No!” and his face flushed purple. “Dad! What’s the problem?” He made an effort to unclench his teeth. “I don’t want you going to Seattle right now.” “Huh?” “I told you about that story in the paper—there’s some kind of gang on a killing spree in Seattle and I want you to steer clear, okay?”
