Callen glanced up and at his wife.
She knew why.
The victim had come from there. That might be their hunting ground to find‘bad’natives. She was going to have to talk to them when she went there.
“What was Joshua, her husband, like?”
He opened the tin and offered Elizabeth and Callen a cookie, and then took one himself.
“A damn good hunter. His boys would have eaten them out of house and home.”
She said nothing.
“Let’s go back to Lance Running Wolf,” she said. “Is Rayna his only child?”
He laughed.
“No, he has a son. He left at eighteen. The father and son were always at odds. Lance is very traditional. Take Timothy and shove him into another body. His son, Eli, was a not a fan of his father’s rules, so he left.”
She was curious.
“And he’s still alive? I’m not going to find out he’s a skull in that cave, am I?”
Wyler shrugged.
“I can’t answer that. You’d have to ask Rayna or Lance. I’d go with her. He’s a douchebag.”
Oh, and they knew why they didn’t like each other. Catherine Blackhawk was the reason.
They skipped over that.
“What about Abe Crowfeather?” Callen asked, since he was theONLYone on the council who didn’t want them investigating.
To him, that was a red flag.
“Abe? He’s not a fan of the Blackhawks or the FBI. Mostly because the Blackhawk boys married the FBI,” he said, pointing at Elizabeth.
She was making notes.
“Does he have sons? Daughters?” she asked, thinking beyond Ethan’s profile. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him, but she had to keep an open mind.
He nodded.
“One of each. They’d be as old as you guys, I think. Abe is one of the older men still alive. He’s my age.”
Callen ate his cookie.
“Do you know any people who were older who died and they also had sons?” he asked, using Ethan’s profile to find anything that might help.
Wyler considered it.
“No. Most of the men who died as of late, in the last five years, I’d say, didn’t have sons.”
It made Elizabeth wonder.
Could the apprentices be non-related? Could they just be people who were steeped in the tradition of Native ways?
She asked.