Page 305 of Chaos has a Name
Wyler moved toward her, and shared what he’d been doing out in the treehouse, after she left, and he’d been allowed free.
“I called my oncologist and left a voicemail with the answering service. They, immediately, called me back, and he wants to see me in the office for a visit on Monday.”
She nodded.
“If I don’t have this case kicked by then, first, I’m losing my skill, and second, I’m in a whole lot of trouble, I’ll be there with you.”
Chris reassured them.
“If Elizabeth hasn’t closed this, I’ll go with you, Wyler. I’m not needed on this case, since there are no fleshy bodies. Don’t forget that we’re all‘Team Wyler’all of the way.”
The man smiled at him.
“Thank you, Son.”
Oh, he didn’t mind.
“The doctor orders some food. I’ll get you some. You need to eat to keep your strength up,” he said. “I’ll also start making calls tomorrow to see what trials are available. We’ll go to your doctor appointment with a game plan in place.”
Bless him.
This was definitely far better than fighting this alone. That was for sure.
As Chris left to go get him food, Wyler sat beside his daughter.
“The Archangels told me you are in a bad place with this case. I remember my father telling me aboutThe Hollow, and how bad it could be.”
Oh, really?
Why not interview a Native who had been alive longer than them, and had spent around five decades here?
That sounded like an eyewitness, in a way. At this point, she’d take anything.
She was desperate.
So, Elizabeth let him talk.
“Timothy told me thatThe Hollowpunished bad people. At the time, I wasn’t sure if he was telling me that to keep me in line, or sharing information. Sadly, I ran wild, much like Ethan and Callen did. I wasn’t a good kid, so I figured it was the former.”
That sounded very similar to what Callen and Ethan mentioned about how Timothy kept them in on the Summer Solstice.
It fit.
Now, she was curious, but she knew what she needed to do first.
“MATE, I’m going to interview Wyler as a person who might have insight into this on the reservation. Will you put a copy of our conversation on the drive for the team to see?” she asked.
Her tablet beeped.
“As you wish, boss lady.”
She just rolled her eyes.
“Dad, we’re going on the record,” she said, clueing him in that anything he said was going to be visible.
He nodded, wanting to help her so she stayed safe. That was his bottom line. When he’d seen the kids and his wife being taken away by security, they told him they were going to a hotel, and that was for the best.
The Hollowwas dangerous.
