Page 218 of Chaos has a Name
Michael had just tagged out of Wyler duty when Uriel arrived back at the cabin when he heard the call over his com from their boss.
Ivan sounded frantic, and that was never a good thing.
At first, he wasn’t sure if he was hearing it correctly. The whole thing was…bizarre.
‘The Raven has disappeared. We have a cannibal in the area. I need backup at the scene. Leave some behind. Hurry. Ivan out.’
Was this a prank?
Was he serious?
A cannibal?
Before he could ask if their boss was busting ass, his phone chimed, and he received coordinates to the area where they were to meet.
Uh-oh.
Yeah, it was clearly not a prank. It was official. The shit was about to be hitting the fan.
To get situated, he put the coordinates into his military watch, and got the location of the rendezvous point. Without waiting for backup, Michael hauled ass.
He began his run into the woods to reach the location to help out. It wouldn’t be a long run, but it was a few miles until he reached it.
Before long, Raphael and Saint caught up with him. It was clear they’d gotten the coordinates, too, and had been ordered to the scene.
“She’s missing,” Saint admitted. “Ivan called us out with coordinates.”
This was the worst possible news. While Elizabeth was prone to slip away, this sounded different.
“Is she just off the reservation?” he asked, meaning of her own free will. “Or…?”
Raphael jumped over a felled tree, and landed on the other side.
“Taken,” he stated.
Well, shit.
That was terrifying.
When their coms came on, they were all hoping it was for an update. Oh, well, it was their boss.
But not with good news.
“Hustle up!” he said. “I have her badge, gun, and phone. We need to find her.”
Oh, Ivan sounded big scared, and he should be. Elizabeth carried her gunEVERYWHERE.
It was time to haul ass.
As they ran, they heard a blacked-out luxury vehicle blow by the road not far from the path that they were on in the trees. It was heading toward the same location, just the less scenic route.
That would be Gryphen with Ethan and Callen—no doubt. They had gotten the notification, and were heading to the meet-up location.
As they kept going, Raphael’s phone rang. He tapped his Bluetooth button, so he didn’t have to pull his phone out. Theywere jumping logs, trees that were in the way, and streams in an effort to stay off of the beaten path as they took the shorter route.
“Go,” he said.
It was Gryphen.
