Page 171 of Chaos has a Name
“Your father is on the council, no?” she asked.
Rayna nodded.
“Yes.”
Elizabeth went there.
“I’m going to need to talk to him. I know how they work. They voted, and if he knows about this, I have to get whatever information I can so we can be prepared. My family hasn’t been here for a while.”
Immediately, Rayne apologized.
“I’m really sorry about this. I really didn’t know anything about this situation. I find it disgusting that innocent people are being hurt for a myth or legend. There are no evil Wendigos here. That’s fallacy. I grew up in these woods. I’d know if some boogeyman was around.”
She’d hope so.
“Let’s just see what we have, and go from there, but prepare your father for the possibility that he’s going to have to meet with me for a talk.”
That worked for Rayna.
“I’m also sorry about your father-in-law. I hope he finds peace while he’s back home,” she added.
Oh, she doubted that.
Elizabeth was going to haunt his every move if he refused to go back home for treatment.
Bet.
On.
It.
“Thank you. I appreciate that.”
Rayna just nodded.
“Let’s get this shit started,” Elizabeth said with a sigh, as Gene dropped his arm over her shoulders in solidarity.
He knew that when you were being boned good by a case, it helped if you had solidarity.
As they walked into the campground, Chris was giving off instructions. Benjamin was handling forensics, bagging up clothing he’d carried into the area.
The other techs were snapping pictures, and Tony was in the dirt, digging around with his fellow anthropologist wife.
“Team, make the magic happen,” she stated.
As they kept working, she stood watch, both of her security guys so far up her and Gene’s ass, she could taste their cologne.
Well, this was normal.
Not far away, Chris was helping move some dirt off of bones, and he was examining the fleshy part of the hand that had been found attached to an arm bone.
That’s when it got super creepy. For Elizabeth, she could feel the energy there, and it wasBAD.
It was rare a crime scene made her twitchy, but she had that overwhelming need for her fight or flight to overtake her.
That’s when it happened.
In the distance, they heard something howl, and it sounded…otherworldly. It was more between a guttural scream and an animal barking at the moon—if the moon had been out.
