Page 33 of Chaos has a Name
When she heard him talking about what needed to be done, she reminded him of one thing.
“I don’t want the kids to know that Wyler is sick. I have to tell them, and now isNOTthe time. I want to let them enjoy the trip here first, and then try to share it with them delicately. They’ve been through enough lately—especially Charlie.”
Oh, he understood, and he was down with that plan. The last thing he wanted was any of the Blackhawk brood to be hurt.
This was their family too.
Every single person on the security team was heartbroken over Wyler’s cancer diagnosis. He was like a father to them all.
Who else was going to make them cookies, and sandwiches for when they worked late?
Who else was going to talk them down after a stressful day on the job?
Who else was going to protect them when a prank went too far and Elizabeth was looking for them?
He was vital to them.
This had devastated the team to their core. Most of the security team didn’t have parents who loved them like Wyler did.
As far as anyone was concerned, Wyler was theirs, and his choice to run hurt them too.
Basically, everyone was upset now.
As they finally reached the cabin on the reservation, the cars pulled in, and there were RVs in the yard, and not far from them was a giant tipi.
In fact, those RVs were blocking it protectively. For that, Elizabeth was grateful.
It was clear that Ethan had also been working behind the scenes to set it up.
Good.
She might need a night of peyote to get her through all of this, and that was saying a lot since she was a freaking federal employee.
It would be the first time she’d travel that path to self-soothing.
Getting out of the blacked-out rides, their arrival was promptly noticed.
Immediately, Caryn left the cabin and headed her way, meeting her by the totem pole.
And Elizabeth knew one thing.
Caryn was going through it. The poor woman was already mourning her husband.
Yeah, this was nothing but a miserable pile of shit.
For all of them.
Chapter Two
Damascus
The Reservation
Same Time
What else could Elizabeth do? There was no doubt they all felt helpless. So, to help Caryn, she hugged her, and immediately, Elizabeth could feel the heaviness in her. It was that bad energy all around her.
In fact, Caryn felt like she was weighed down with all of this, and for that, she was so sorry.
