Page 414 of Chaos has a Name
“He had his customary beers, he gave us the line about bringing us money yesterday, and he never showed. When Wynonah came in last night, she told us he was missing. Theonly people I saw him talking to were his friends, Joseph Thunderfoot and Oren Sky.”
Rayna knew she should have done the notify, but they didn’t have his identity yet.
They were assuming the fleshy hand and head were him.
Oh, she knew enough about being a cop to know that there were steps.
Elizabeth made a mental note of the friend’s names. It looked like they’d get a visit at some point too.
Callen went there as his wife and Gene simply drank their coffee and listened.
“Who was in here that night?”
Roland laughed.
“Uh, about forty people give or take. It was Lewis Redrock’s birthday,” he said, pointing at the man not far away.
Callen turned, and he knew him too.
“How’s the family?” he asked, focusing on Lewis. He had been a fixture at the bar when he’d been Chief of Police too.
The man flipped him off.
Ahhhh, someone held a grudge.
“Mind your business, traitor,” the older man said. “You left to go to the FBI. I’m not talking to you.”
Elizabeth was watching him, and so was Gene. They turned in their seats but mostly so that Ethan could see the people they were talking to.
Callen didn’t take it personally.
With the old drunken Natives, it was par for the course.
“Well, I liked health insurance, and spending time with my brother.”
The older man laughed.
“Timothy would be disappointed in that half-breed brother of yours. He was supposed to take over. If you ask me, I’m not shocked. He has no honor. I think the Blackhawks needto turn over the rights to Shaman so another family can take over.”
All of the old men agreed, and raised their free breakfast beers in agreement.
Gene was tense, and Elizabeth put her hand on his thigh to help calm him down. She wasn’t thrilled that Ethan was hearing this, but letting Gene kick some old Native’s ass over calling Ethan‘half-breed’was detrimental.
Plus, Axelle would take his badge.
“I remember you, Lewis,” Callen said. “Didn’t your wife run off with your cousin?” he asked, grinning. “I mean, she left you and your kids so fast…I’m sure it was her fault though, right? Bottoms up, drunk. Oh, and didn’t your second wife have you arrested for battery? Wait! She did. I filled out the paperwork and tossed you in jail myself. Interesting.”
The old man scowled.
Callen wasn’t done.
He pointed at the man beside him.
“Jesse Storm, it’s been a while. You still trying to print money on that copier you found on the side of the road?” he asked. “You know…like that time you passed off counterfeit money and nearly got the Feds on your door? Maybe we should come on over.”
That closed his mouth fast.
“I think the statute of limitations is still open on that one. Maybe I should take a look into your internet browser history too. You like them younger, don’t you?”
