(Dane)
Ridge led the way through the compound gates with the rest of us falling in behind him. Nobody spoke over the radio as we pulled onto the road. We had already covered everything that needed to be said inside church. From this point forward, everyone focused on the job.
Morning traffic was still light. Ridge kept the truck at a normal speed while I watched the road ahead. Anyone looking at us would see nothing more than a few trucks heading out for another day of work. That was exactly how we wanted it.
I checked my phone one last time before slipping it into my pocket. There were no new messages from Crash, Holt, Leo, or Jace. That told me nothing had changed at the warehouse. I hoped it stayed that way until we arrived.
The radio came to life.
"Lead truck."
Ridge picked up th
