“And if I can find someone who knows how to help in the way you want, maybe you won’t have to,” he answered, digging out his phone from the back pocket of his jeans and scrolling through until he found the number he was looking for.
“Like I said, lemme make a call or two and see what I can dig up.”
“I have to get her out of the open,” Ty pointed out, finally realizing just how messy everything looked. She was unconscious, covered in blood, and there was a corpse less than two blocks away. It wasn’t the sort of scene he wanted to explain to any cops.

