When Joel's call comes into his cellphone, James is still at work even though he should already be on his way home so that he can get dressed for dinner. There's a mountain of paperwork on his desk, and he hates leaving in the middle of a project. But it is his birthday, and he's supposed to meet Davin at his place in about an hour and a half for a celebratory dinner. Now he isn't one to fuss over his age, but he is looking forward to it. However, two weeks away trapped in fairytale land had left a terrible amount of work in its wake. There mayor was missing, and there were witnesses saying they saw a giant---a literal giant---step on him. And that was in and of itself a headache for all of them. There were teams out searching, but so far no one could account for the man.

Despite being busy, when Davin's name pops up on the screen, he smiles and takes the call. Quickly he realizes that the voice on the other end is not someone he recognizes and is definitely not Davin. There is undeniable panic in the man's voice, and James shuts down all of his work, grabs his bag, and heads out.

He is across town at the garage in less than fifteen minutes, feeling a little antsy. Why was someone else calling from Davin's phone? Who is missing? But by the time he pulls up, there is a dread that's fallen over him. If people are missing, why wouldn't Davin call him himself? Is Davin missing? Calmly, though, he exits the car and marches up to the garage door, taking note of the broken window and glass covering the concrete.

"Hello?" he calls out carefully, kind of glad that he brought his gun, because now he considers taht this could be a trap or something. That possibility is less likely once he enters the garage and sees the scene. There's blood. Stomach dropping as he lowers his gun, he looks around for the man that called him and spots Joel, looking as worried as James suddenly feels. "What's going on?"