Aurora's POV
The drive to the cell where Mr Travis Jones was being held was quick. Caitlin drove, and she went faster than I've ever gone. Even on the day I was arrested. I made sure to take everything I'd need to confront Travis. This is the place and time where I decide if he's innocent or not.
“How did you figure out all these things?” I asked, holding on to my seat belt.
“I have plugs in every place there is.” Caitlin shrugged. “I just had to pull some strings, and boom, I got all that information.”
“Now that I think of it, it's all too convenient.” I said, disgusted by myself. “He is hit by a vehicle, but the vehicle that hit him is nowhere to be found. There were no footages too, and a gun just magically appeared in his hands? That's crazy ass convenient if you ask me.”
“Well,
