Page 40 of Chaos has a Name
For Ivan, it was best not to argue this.
So, he backed down.
He glanced over at the two wealthiest men in the family who normally bought buildings for shits and giggles.
“I know she already said this, but we need a location with a fence,” he said. “She doesn’t need to see it. Just do it. We won’t be able to contain this once the media sees she’s here. They’ll be in the yard, and peeping in the windows.”
They knew he was right.
Despite her saying she was getting Wyler out of here, they couldn’t delay. Worst-case scenario, they could sell whatever they bought, or rent it out.
The risk of something happening to one of their kids outweighed any money spent.
Besides, it was giving them a distraction. It was buy a house and properties to sustain them while they were here, or it was rage eat because Callen was pissed at his father for running.
That seemed like a more detrimental option to them.
The bottom line was that this endangered all of them—adults also. The kids weren’t the only ones in danger.
One whiff of this on the news, and the media would swarm this cabin so fast it would look biblical.
Anyone could come onto the reservation.
ANY.
ONE.
That included people who had a grudge and an ax to grind.
When it was time to move, it was time to move. Elizabeth wasn’t mincing words.
“Children, listen to Grandma, Coraline, and security. If I as so much get one call that someone is being bold, I’m coming back, and there won’t be any pizza or ice cream for a month!”
CJ and EJ gasped.
Yeah, she wasn’t playing. She was hitting them right where it hurt.
FOOD.
As she headed toward her vehicle, she went to the trunk, grabbed her suit bag, and began heading toward the cabin.
Everyone else waited.
“She’s pissed,” Gene said. “Someone is going to have to defuse that bomb. When Elizabeth is angry, she’s more than likely to bitch slap people.”
Ethan was aware.
“I’m up to bat. When we get to the office, make yourselves scarce. Give me a few to help her work through this. She’s more than angry. She’s hurt that Wyler shut us all out. Right now, she’s trying to figure out what she did to deserve not to be told in person. I’m with her on that. Our father made a mess.”
Honestly, that was the truth.
Chris patted the man on the back.
“If you need backup, EJ, I’m here,” he said. “I don’t mind.”
He appreciated that.
While he was still rattled about what had happened inPhiladelphia, he could see the woman he loved struggling. His focus had to shift, and that was his priority.
