Page 241 of Chaos has a Name
“I think there will be more burial spots. There had to be at least one hundred skulls. With two hundred and six bones in the body, that’s a shit ton of bones.”
That was likely true.
“That cave was where they went. If two Natives didn’t know it was there, that gave them a place to go to do their nefarious things.”
Ethan knew she was right.
That would mean information definitely passed down. His wife saw fast, young killers.
One hundred skulls meant this was definitely what they thought.
Craziness passed down or recruited.
“What if this isn’t so much about blood, and relatives passing it down. What if it’s about someone being trained to do it?”
She listened.
“Like an apprentice?”
He nodded.
Maybe.
That seemed feasible. Only, unless she got some interviews in, she wouldn’t have the leads to point her in any direction.
They’d only talked to the Chief of Police and the council.
The three men who were running the reservation weren’t hitting her that hard or outracing her.
“All I know is we have to get back there today. That’s another crime scene that we need to investigate.”
And they all knew they’d be out at dark in the woods playing games.
There was the bad news.
The last thing they wanted was to put themselves, or anyone else in danger.
“So please, get another tech team here,” she said to Chris. “I need at least twenty more techs, and get me ten agents,” she said, looking at Callen. “Five more for each location. ASAP. I don’t care if we empty out the entire FBI building at this point. I take it personally when I’m dumped into a cave of spiders!”
Chris sent a text, and Vivian would help them out. She was going to earn her position today. One day here, and they were already diving into the chaos.
Never let it be said that Chaos didn’t have a name. It was absolutelyBLACKHAWK.
“I need to check you out,” Chris said.
Oh, she wasn’t surprised.
Not.
At.
All.
Only there was unfinished business that needed to be handled first.
“Can one of you scan my arm with the marking on it, and have MATE analyze it?” she asked.
Gene was the closest.
