(Dane)
Turner started checking what he could find about the gas station. The camera belonged to the business, which meant getting the recordings would take more than clicking through files. He wrote down the number for the owner and passed it to Ridge. Ridge picked up his phone.
"Garret can get it faster," Ridge said. He sent the information to him. Turner returned to the map. I stayed beside the desk.
We didn't need to waste time arguing with a business owner about camera footage. Garret could explain what he needed and why. If the recordings were still available, we had a chance of seeing who had used that road. I hoped Zander had been stupid enough to drive past the camera.
Ridge's phone rang about twenty minutes later.
"Yeah?" Ridge answered. He listened while Garret spoke. Turner
