Page 172 of Chaos has a Name
All around her, everyone froze.
Elizabeth looked around, and she didNOTlike the vibe that was coming from that sound. Maybe it was her imagination, but it was off.
Rayna kept her voice lowered.
“It sounded like a war cry,” she whispered.
Oh, that made it worse. If there was a Native getting ready to go into battle, she didn’t want all of the innocent people here getting caught in the crossfire.
Immediately, Ivan moved closer, proving she wasn’t the only one feeling it.
Gene was worried, so he also kept his voice low.
“I hope for our sake there’s not a bunch of bodies in the ground. I’d like to get the fuck out of here as quickly as possible. That sounded ominous.”
She was aware.
Never before had she been uncomfortable on this particular reservation.
Ever.
In fact, it was like home to her.
Now, there was this heaviness, and she felt like she was being watched.
Oh, this was bad.
Her team looked twitchy, so Elizabeth did what she could to calm them down.
“Ignore the coyote,” she said to them, making something up about what it had been.
They needed to process this scene and get the hell out of here as quickly as possible.
“We have guns. It doesn’t,” she admitted. “We have nothing to worry about. Stay close and inside the circle of trees, and we’ll all be fine.”
Would they be?
God.
She hoped so.
Elizabeth looked straight up at the sky, and it looked cloudy. That was causing shadows down under the trees, and she honestly hoped the weather wasn’t changing.
That was the last thing they needed.
“It had better not rain,” she said, crossing her fingers.
Gene stared at her.
“Oh, well, now that you said it, it’s definitely happening,” he admitted.
Yeah, he was right.
Bet.
On.
It.
