(Dane)
An hour felt longer when I knew Turner was working on something that could finally lead us past Trent. I stayed near the garage and kept myself busy while brothers moved around the compound. Trent hadn't gone back to the storage building since Turner took the phone. As far as he knew, nobody had found it.
Knox came over with a list of supplies we needed for one of the trucks. He handed it to me and started explaining what still had to be ordered. I listened while checking the list against what we already had. Keeping my head on club work helped pass the time.
"You want me to order everything?" I asked. Knox took the list back and checked it again.
"Yeah, but leave the tires for now," he said. I nodded and went back to the truck.
Trent came out of the clubhouse a few minutes la
