Page 103 of Chaos has a Name
HARD.
Once she said that, it broke the ice.
Clearly.
Rayna laughed.
“You’re interesting, Elizabeth. I expected designer shoes and prissiness. That last comment was not from an overindulged princess.”
Oh, well, she had news for her.
She was about as prissy as a rock that rolled downhill through a hillside of mud.
Before she could say anything, Chris was focused on Ethan, who had tears in his eyes after choking on his coffee.
“Are you okay?” Chris asked Ethan.
The man nodded.
“I let my guard down. I know better than to eat or drink around her when she’s talking. Sometimes, I forget how insane she is.”
Oh, that amused Elizabeth.
Why?
She.
Was.
Crazy.
“As I was saying, Chief, I know it’s difficult to be a woman in a man’s world. It just takes time to reach that glass ceiling and break through. You’ll get there, and then a man will never be able to doubt you again.”
Rayna calmed down.
It was clear they were just asking questions and not insulting her. Normally, she was far more laid back. Today, she was twitchy.
It had been one hell of a morning, and frankly, the reservation unnerved her. It had never done that before, and she didn’t like it.
“Please, continue,” she offered.
Rayna did.
“Anyway,” she said, continuing, “we found two arms—one was almost all bone, and then the one you just saw,” she offered, as Chris finally got to see what they’d located.
“We’re definitely going to need an anthropologist for this, Elizabeth. This is right up Tony’s and Jaxon’s alley. Definitely more them, and less me.”
She understood.
It was a good thing that the rest of her team had arrived, and were going to be showing up at some point. Tony and Jaxon would have to take a little side trip before seeing where they were staying.
Rayna continued.
“Where it got sketchy was when we noticed they were both left arms. That clued us in that there was more than one victim. We dug down a little deeper, and…”
Oh, boy.
She said the magic words to rile up a forensic ME.
