Chapter 19

Gavin's P.O.V.

I had gotten a call early that morning, two days after I had dinner with Aspen.

"Is this Gavin Graves?" the voice on the other end of the phone asked.

"This is he," I responded, my voice calm and professional.

"This is the sheriff. I need you to come down here as soon as possible. We have something we need you to look at," the voice stated.

I agreed before hanging up. I ran out of my hotel room after dressing, tucking my gun into its holster. I banged on Ross's hotel room door.

"What?" he demanded, throwing open the door.

"Get dressed. We're going to the Sherriff's Office in ten. I'll be in the car after I get Theodore," I ordered before going to the next door down the hall.