“Alright Jones. Since this seems to be an extenuating circumstance, I will allow this just this once. Since one of his family already took the trouble of getting in touch with you, it seems obvious to me that they do not mind the possibility of you discovering their whereabouts. Just promise me that you intend to only use this information for the purposes of attending the funeral.”
“I promise on my honor, Sergeant,” he said simply.
“Very well. I will go ahead and give you the address then. Do you have a sheet of paper and a pen handy?”
Once he got the address and said his proper goodbyes, Devon ended the call, exhaling loudly as he leaned back on his sofa. The piece of paper with Stetson’s address sat before him, yet he had no desire to reach forward to pick it up. Instead, he stood up
