Phaedra cut the engine and tossed Lindsey back his keys. They weren't hers, after all. And she was sure that if she needed to drive the truck back (and wasn't leaving his dead body out here with it) it wouldn't be hard to get them back.
She arched an eyebrow and gave him a slight smile. "Back of the truck," she said.
The sky was pretty, that was one thing. And for another, if this did go south, she was pretty sure someone on one of the farms the fields belonged to might kick up a fuss if there was yelling.