With my pulse like a jackhammer in my ears, I bolted upright in bed.

I knew where Studmuffin was. Now I just had to rescue him.

I scrambled for my phone in the dark, juggling it a few times before my hands grasped it, and dialed Detective Palmer first since he had access to the jail cells in the police station. Straight to voice mail, probably because it was nope o'clock, even for him.

Who else would be up at this hour and willing to help? Travis. Of course Travis. ...