Nodding quickly as Elena and Charles talk about covering up the crash, and the events that had taken place, Danielle begins to circle the crash checking out the overall damage.  The blood would be easy enough to take care of, a hose and a few piles of dirt, and none would be the wiser.  She doubted anyone would be looking for blood on their property, no one had made a call to the hospital, so there was no reason for any kind of suspicion.  But the destroyed truck....now that was the tricky part.<br/><br/>"Your right." She breathes out with a sigh as she stares at the disaster that had at one time been Charles automobile.  "Do either of you know of anyone that knows how to be....discreet?" she asks carefully as she crosses her arms over her chest.  There was no suspicion over the Callaway property yet, but if the wreck was just left where it was, it would only be a matter of time before they had curious individuals questioning the nights events.  And they couldn't answer those kinds of questions.<br/><br/>"No one has called anyone yet, so we have time...but the sooner we can get rid of all this, the better." She says to the two as she rubs her temple.  She supposed they should count their blessings.  Danielle would much rather deal with a car wreck that needed getting rid of, than a sister with a punctured lung.<br/><br/>Then of course, came the next incident.  Just a glance to the left, and Danielle got an eyefull of her sister, the one who had just saved the day; fall unconcious.  "Damn it..." Danielle breathes out before quickly looking back to Elena and Charles.  "Come on, let's take this inside." she says before heading inside the house, following after Nina and the fallen Josie.