Chapter 5Gale groaned when his phone rang. Groggily running his hand over the nightstand to find it, he wondered who was calling at the crack of dawn. Of course it wasn’t really that early—that was when he’d finally fallen into bed—but it was wasn’t noon, either, which was when he normally got up, or two, which was when Cal was supposed to wake him. He found the phone, cracked an eye open to see that the call was from the DPD, and that it was barely ten A.M.
“Hello?”
“Gale, it’s Detective Kingston.”
Gale winced when he tried to smile, then ignored the pain in his mouth as he said, “Calling to accept my offer of dinner?”
“No.” There was a definite ‘as if’ sound to that one word. “I need you and Audra to come into my office. I’ve already let Cal know I want him there, too.”
“Why?”
“I’l
