TRAVIS’ P O V
''Katrina needs your help. She’s in the police station right now…’’ that’s what Tina had told me over the phone, and I was currently on my way to station 7 to check on her, and to know what really happened, and why the officers took her.
''Why? What happened?'' I remembered asking Tina. It was difficult for me to understand what she was saying since her voice was trembling and she was crying out loud as she was speaking. My only takeaway from that conversation was that Katrina had requested that Tina give me a call.
The light turned red, and it was at that exact moment that I received a call from Logan. ''Hey! Where the hell did you go? I’m here in the parking lot right now! Did you just leave me alone?''
''I’m really sorry, Logan...'' I huffed. ''I have to leave. Something came up. It's an emergency...''
''What?'' he snapped. ''What kind of emergency? Is that more important than me, your own brother?''