"Davin?" Joel calls , his voice hoarse with worry, though he knows the second the other man speaks that he isn't Davin. The voice isn't remotely familiar and he realizes a second later that he'd broken into the garage. Of course there's an alarm on it, something to notify Davin or his employees that the glass had been broken.
It had been a stupid move. Now all he can do is hope he can talk his way out of being arrested. Davin is a friend and provided everything is okay, Joel is sure he won't press charges. But everything has to turn out to be okay first.
"Sorry," he says, pushing away from the wall and swallowing hard. "I broke a window. I was trying to call Davin and I could hear his phone ringing inside. Something happened to him."
And Spencer. But he doesn't know this man and he's sure he doesn't know Spencer either. There's no reason for him to care about the two of them. Davin, though, is someone he knows.
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Date: 2015-05-15 07:12 pm (UTC)It had been a stupid move. Now all he can do is hope he can talk his way out of being arrested. Davin is a friend and provided everything is okay, Joel is sure he won't press charges. But everything has to turn out to be okay first.
"Sorry," he says, pushing away from the wall and swallowing hard. "I broke a window. I was trying to call Davin and I could hear his phone ringing inside. Something happened to him."
And Spencer. But he doesn't know this man and he's sure he doesn't know Spencer either. There's no reason for him to care about the two of them. Davin, though, is someone he knows.