Crossfire [Closed]

Edward nodded and was about to say something in response when he noticed the piece of paper that had been sitting under Rose's foot. It was unusual for there to be litter in the Conservatory. He reached down and grabbed it, flipping it over. He read the letter in less than a second, almost unnoticeable to the girl next to him. "What is this?" he asked, the irritation in his voice thinly veiled.

She stiffened, she didn't know what to say. She didn't want to tell him. "O-oh.. I d-don't... know what.. what i-it is.." She replied, her voice growing softer. She didn't want him to worry about the letter. He had enough to deal with already with Barry. He had probably already read it because of his super speed. At least she assumed he did. Hopefully he could just drop it.. She didn't want to deal with this right now.

He knew she was lying. She wasn't very good at it. "Who sent this?" he asked her simply. He knew some of what had happened to the girl, but not all of it. He needed to know all of it to help. Even if she didn't want him to, he would. It took one sick individual to do what was done to Rose and probably others. Ed needed to take him out. To give Rose some peace and a chance to move on. She deserved that.