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“I’m done,” Elizabeth said. “Let’s head into the office. I need some forensics,” she said, pulling her own com out of her ear and connecting it back to the vest to keep charging.
Gene was to the point.
“I don’t like how we’re not getting any good leads,” he said.
She was aware.
“I’ll give this a week,” she stated, so only the people in the ride could hear her. That was her, Takoda, Gene, and Ivan. “If we can’t solve it we’re out of here. I’ll cold case it, and put it on the back burner until next summer. I can’t risk a trail of bodies by staying here. We can work it from there, giving Tony time to do his bone thing.”
That was surprising.
And not like her.
At.
All.
That told them everything they needed to know about how she was feeling by being there.
Oh, and it wasn’t good.
That was for damn sure.
“Really, Mom?” Takoda asked. “You’re going to take a hit to your record?”
Hell.
Yes.
To get the hell home?
She’d take a hit to the goddamn face at this point.
“Absolutely,” she admitted. “We’ll get everyone out of here,” she said. “I stand by what I said about the reservation. It’s nice to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live here. This place tests your mental health every second of the day.”
And that said it all.
For the first time, in all of the time either man knew her, or Takoda had been her son, Elizabeth Blackhawk was going to give up.
And that was shocking.
The chaos had gotten to her.
Finally.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Check-in
FBI West
Thursday Noon
Elizabeth knew how important it was that she stayed visible while working out here. While she knew she wasn’t off fooling around, word would spread that she wasn’t in the office, and that would cause issues.
For her.
For Axelle.
