Page 237 of Chaos has a Name
“It’s a long story,” she admitted. “A long, annoying, pain-in-my-ass story.”
Checking her out without touching her, Chris didn’t like the gash on her forehead by her temple.
Not.
At.
All.
“Before you start diagnosing me,” she began, whistling for a tech.
When none came, she rolled her eyes.
“Benjamin, when I whistle, holding evidence, that’s your signal that I want to unload said evidence! I’m not starting to get ready to sing a tune!”
At that, he hurried her way and looked both in awe that she’d gotten away from this killer, and annoyed that his evidence was a mess.
And that’s what made a tech good.
They could multitask.
“You look like shit,” he admitted.
That made her snort.
“Well, I feel like shit, so thanks. A girl loves it when you compliment her. I’m going to say you’re single?” she asked.
All he did was nod, and she handed him the deer head for evidence.
And then, she untied her shirt, setting her blazer free.
“Open it,” she said, now that the rain was almost stopped.
Tony did, since he was the one wearing gloves and wouldn’t contaminate it further.
As he opened it, he gasped.
Inside, he found a knife, bindings, and something covered in blood.
“Did you kill the dude and take his things as a trophy?” he asked, never so happy to see her than at that moment.
Elizabeth clued him in.
“I wish, but I’m telling you right now that they are watching us. I feel off, and I can tell they are studying us. This might have been a test to see what we can do.”
Oh, well, her family didn’t like that. If that were the case, there might be another attempt at someone.
Maybe her.
It was rare that anyone could get within five feet of her, but unfortunately, they were running with less than half staff here inDamascus.
All of the Marines were assessing the situation. If need be, there was no doubt in her mind that they’d piggyback her out of here.
“THEY?”Gene asked, picking up that not-so-subtle clue.
Elizabeth nodded.
Because she knew the men needed it, she went to Chris and kissed him softly on the lips without touching him.
