Caleb's POV
I've known since the day Spencer left for Rosewood that something wasn't right and over the last few weeks I've been attempting to find out whats going on and why she went back to Rosewood. After days of tracking her phone and copying her messages from this mysterious number, I knew that I had to intervene before lives were at risk.
I managed to book a flight to Rosewood yesterday afternoon and I'm currently sat in the brew with my computer tracking the location of Spencer's and the Mysterious Numbers phones. Taking a sip of my coffee I read through the coordinates of each device location and realise they're both in the same area, the Lincoln Family Factory, the building which was abandoned five years ago, shit.
Slamming my laptop down, I put my coffee down on the table and run out of the Brew with my laptop under my arm. Chucking my laptop on the passenger seat, I make my way to the factory before it's too late - ringing the police at the same time because if it's who I think it is, this won't be a battle we can win alone.
