Page 471 of Chaos has a Name
He still couldn’t stand the smell of chili.
“That grosses me out,” he admitted. “We have to find the rest of him.”
Oh, she was aware.
Elizabeth kept painting the picture.
“We had the mess yesterday, when I was abducted, and then Lance came out of the woods where Rayna was outside of this building.”
He let her talk.
“Then, he has a son who he conveniently insists he has no idea where he is. That he likes to live off of the land, and does weird shit.”
Callen waited.
“He and Wyler were friends with Jolon Tuttle and John Ankiti before they disappeared. The four of them ran wild, and then suddenly, he takes the high road and ends up on the council.”
Callen understood what she was saying.
“I need that DNA rerun, but I need it run against a cop’s.”
He lifted a brow.
She went there.
“Rayna’s DNA is on file because she was a cop. We need to run that with the DNA on the bone whistles and everything collected with trace.”
Now, he was concerned.
“You think the Chief of Police is behind this with her father?”
She shook her head.
“No, but I’m feeling twitchy, like I’m about to be blindsided. When that happens, I’ve missed something. In case this is Lance Running Wolf, I want to make sure we’re prepared.”
Okay, that he understood.
“If I hunt him down, and I ask him, he’s going to get bitchy. We know Rayna was a cop in another city, so we can avoid pissing her, and her father off—in case I’m wrong.”
She was right.
That would piss off Rayna, and Lance.
They didn’t need that.
“I’ll call Chris and have him handle that. Good call with not poking that bear. Uriel is smitten, and we do come back here. It’s a bad idea to hassle the local law, and council.”
She was aware.
“I just hope that we don’t find out that Lance Running Wolf is behind this. She’s not going to like that I’m gunning for her father.”
Yeah, no, she wouldn’t.
Then again, who would?
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