Stryker frowned. “I don’t actually know. It didn’t come up. Huh. That’s weird, isn’t it.”
Gavin blinked slowly.
“In my defense, I’ve been a bit distracted.” It was sort of Gavin’s fault. If Stryker had more time before needing to get to Gavin, then he could have dug a little deeper into the agent.
“And this agent is on your trail?” Gavin asked.
“Technically the private detective he hired is on my trail. I can fix it though!” Stryker assisted.
“A private detective? And he’s looking for you?”
“Yeah…” Stryker needed this conversation to end.
“And you’re going to do what?” Gavin asked.
“Lead him in the opposite direction.” It had worked for him in the past.
“All he wants is the RV?” Gavin questioned.
“Sure.” At least that was all that Stryker was going to agree to.
“So, we need to get rid of the RV. Put it someplace he can retrieve it?”
That might work. “Then I can leave him a message where he can find it.”
Gavin nodded before he rose. He pulled his cell phone from his back pocket.
“What are you—”
Gavin held up one finger.
Stryker opened his mouth, but Gavin turned and walked to where he’d been preparing dinner. Stryker did not like being ignored.
“I have a job for you and your mate,” Gavin said into the phone.
“Who are you talking to?” Stryker demanded. He could clean up his own mess.
“I bet. I think you’ll like this one. I need you to get an RV somewhere away from the property.”
Stryker hadn’t technically agreed to giving up the RV yet.
“That’s the thing. I need you to avoid a private detective and the federal agent that hired him to find his missing RV.”
Stryker stood from the chair before picking it up and returning to sit in front of his laptop. If Gavin was going to ignore him then Stryker would get back to work.
Gavin’s warm chuckle filled the kitchen. “I thought you’d like that challenge. Can you come up tonight?”
Opening a map on his laptop, Stryker began to search other state parks or RV parks where the vehicle could be dropped off. He needed somewhere close but not too close.
Gavin strolled back over to once again lean over Stryker’s shoulder. Stryker was totally going to have to break him of that habit. No one looked over his shoulder. Not when he was working.
“I’ll find a place. Just come to my cabin when you two get here. Thanks.” He hung up the phone before grabbing the back of Stryker’s neck.
“I can fix this myself,” Stryker said. He didn’t want to admit that he was glad Gavin was taking control of the situation. Stryker could fix everything but that also meant having to leave Gavin, even if it was for a short time.
He didn’t want to leave Gavin.
Not yet.