“Shit,” Trent says, blowing out a rush of breath that hits my neck. “What do you make of that?”
I turn, glancing down at the freshly packed dirt and shake my head. “I almost believe her,” I admit, even though I’d rather not.
“What do you want to do about it?” Trent holds my hand and we walk from my father’s resting site until we reach our car. Opal is still out of sight, but unless her car is parked nearby, she couldn’t have gotten far.
“It’s crazy and stupid that I should care, right?” I secure my seatbelt and meet his stare.
“I’ve already told you, there’s no right way to deal with all this, Lex. I respect your choices, each and every one.” He pushes a button and the engine roars to life.
“Let’s go find her.”
His brow rises and he nods slowly, as if he didn’t expect that response and then turns his attention to the road. “Okay, then. Let’s go find your sister.” He grips the gear stick, shifts to drive, and lays on the gas. We lurch forward. I cover his hand with my own and he chances a sideways look to meet my gaze. Questions tumble inside my mind, but I have to see this through. He smiles, his eyes back on the road, and of all my uncertainties, he’s not one of them. He’s sticking by my side.
Opal’s silhouette comes into view and I point in case Trent didn’t notice. There are so many reasons she could be lying, that this is all a ruse. But if there’s a sliver of a chance ... I voice my biggest concern. “If she really is my sister, I need to know.”
