Page 407 of Chaos has a Name
“Make sure they get pictures of the footprints when they come here. I want that in the file, and the arrow collected too.”
Ethan was worried about her.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “All I saw was dirt.”
She said one thing.
“I can’t wait to go home. My ass is going to skip and dance all the way to that jet. Bet on it.”
Oh, well, that said it all.
When they loaded up, she was curious.
“How far is the bar?” she asked.
Since they had driven by it, Ivan knew the distance and told her.
“A mile—give or take a few feet.”
As she sat there, the men were all watching her, and she understood.
“Really, I’m okay. That wasn’t me losing my mind and needing therapy. That was me legitimately buying time for all of us. Maybe it was annoyance that someone shot an arrow at me, and my son was right there, but I know when I’m being poked and watched. They are studying me. Now, they know I’ll go crazy. No one tell Axelle about this, or my ass is grass,” she admitted.
Uh, yeah, she would.
And Callie would be evaluating her.
They all knew that it was scary for her as a mother, and that arrow had been close.
Way.
Too.
Close.
How she managed to stay calm was beyond them. Honestly, they weren’t sure if her‘give a fuck’was broken, or she was just incredibly angry.
Or both.
Callen sat beside his wife, and put his arm over her shoulders as they regrouped.
“Should I retape the door?” Rayna asked, as she looked into the vehicle.
Uriel was right behind her, blocking her body with his as she spoke.
Elizabeth shook her head.
“What’s the ETA on a tech team?” she asked.
Axl shared.
“Any minute,” he said. “They already picked up the head,” he stated. “Chris just texted me to give Ethan a heads-up.”
That worked for her.
“No. We’ll sit here until they show.”
No one questioned her.
