(Dane)
Turner returned the phone before Trent came back to the compound. He left it behind the same cabinet and made sure nothing around it looked different. By the time Trent drove through the gates, Turner was back near the garage. I watched Trent park and get out like nothing had happened.
He walked toward the clubhouse without stopping anywhere else. Whatever he'd left the compound to do hadn't taken long. Turner didn't follow him, and neither did I. We knew where the phone was now.
I stayed near the garage until Ridge came outside. He didn't look my way when he crossed the compound. Turner continued working with Knox while Trent remained inside the clubhouse. We couldn't suddenly start meeting every time Trent moved.
Nearly an hour passed before Trent came outside again. He talked
