Vincent POV
Bulldog and I talked to all the ranch hands, and it seems two saw Danielle leaving Roberts's room. Here, we have rooms with eight to ten bunk beds, and the guys don't mind being in the same room. However, for some reason, he moved to a room on his own, and we did not think anything of it at the time; the men often move around, especially if we get a new guy in and he snores loudly. They can claim any bed that has not already been claimed.
'He moved beds. Do you think it was planned?' I looked at him for a moment; that thought had not occurred to me.
'That is a good question. Had she always planned on getting knocked up and pinning it on me.' I pondered out loud, my heart in my throat at the thought of being trapped like that.
Bulldog went to find one of the other ranchhands
