(Dane)
I stayed at the compound after Trent walked away. Going home immediately would only leave me thinking about everything Turner had told us. Ridge wanted another test before we made any decisions about Trent. I agreed, even if part of me wanted answers now.
Turner remained inside the storage building for a few more minutes. When he came out, he headed toward the garage without looking at me. Trent was already inside helping Knox with something near one of the trucks. Nothing about him had changed since he'd returned.
I found Ridge outside near the back of the clubhouse. His injured arm was still wrapped from his elbow to his wrist, and he kept it close to his body. He wasn't doing anything that required him to use it. Nobody else was close enough to hear us.
"Who gets tested next?
