Randy crossed his arms over his chest. “Funny, funny, ha-ha. But I had to earn this trust, Vaughn. Not just with you, but with your family, the community, and the rest of your pack. And I am very proud of the fact that I was able to. This kid just walks in off the street—”
Lyle huffed, annoyed. “Not exactly—”
“The point is not the location of the interaction, it is the preservation of our common sense,” Randy said. “I’m not saying he should be kicked to the curb, but I’m also not ready to throw away my skepticism quite yet, either. I certainly don’t trust him enough that I’m going to start accepting his suggestions verbatim. Not about my family, be it the part that’s back in DC or the part that’s right here in Wolf. We need to use caution here and assume that anything could be going on.
