Razor tossed his phone on the back seat. “Go,” he said, closing the door behind them.
“What’s going on?” Ava asked. “There’s nothing here.”
“Sure there is.” Razor pointed to a trail that went through the woods.
“Will you tell me where we’re going?”
“You’ll see in a minute.”
A few hundred feet later, the woods opened to a clearing where a cabin sat. Razor walked up to the door, reached up to the ledge above it, and pulled down a key.
“This was my dad’s fishing cabin,” he said, opening the door.
He walked through the musty space, opening windows as he went. When he reached the back, he motioned Ava closer. “Look,” he said, pointing out to the lake.
“It’s beautiful,” she murmured.
“Sorry about all the dust. I don’t know when anyone was here last.”
Ava walked into the kitchen and opened up the refrigerator door. “Does it work?” she asked.
Razor shrugged. “Plug it in, and we’ll see.”
She opened up a couple of the doors while Razor went upstairs to open the windows on the second level.
“It really isn’t that bad,” she commented, which made him laugh. “I’m serious,” she added. “Give me twenty minutes, and it’ll look a lot better.”
“What can I do to help?” he asked, unable to contain his smile.
“Do you know if there’s a vacuum hidden somewhere?”
He didn’t, but he looked and found it in the downstairs bedroom closet. He picked up the rotary phone that sat on the bedside table, stunned to hear a dial tone.
“Hey, Sis,” he said when Saylor answered.
“Hey, Raze. What’s up?”
“I need your help with something.”
“Sure. What can I do?”
He told her where they were and that he needed her to make contact with Monk. “Tell him I need two phones. He’ll understand what to do.”
“Roger that,” she joked. “Anything else?”
“I’m not sure how long we’ll be here. We might need some provisions.” Razor rattled off a list.
“On my way,” she said. “Be there as soon as I can.”
Razor went back out to the main room and saw that Ava had made considerable progress getting the place cleaned up.
“My sister is on her way.”
Ava cringed.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m just…” She looked down at her clothes. “Dirty.”