Page 390 of Chaos has a Name
Instead of going there, since she didn’t need details, Elizabeth focused on the woman.
“You’re stuck with him,” she said, pointing at Uriel. “It’s a safe bet since you brought this to my attention yesterday, that you’re now going to be one of the people targeted byThe Hollow. We know there are two, so they can, and might, divide and conquer.”
Well, that sucked and didn’t suck for obvious reasons.
“As for the time, it was close to when we heard the whistling in the woods too. Something is trying to freak us all out. To me, this just proves there’s double the crazy going on with two people.”
“I mean, unless the Wendigo is real,” Callen said, off-handedly.
Elizabeth actually stared at him.
“Callen James. Have you lost your damn mind? Has all that handsome finally made your brain mushy?”
He laughed.
“When on the rez, Angel…”
She just shook her head.
As for the Chief of Police, Rayna didn’t mind the babysitter.
He was sexy.
“You had whistling going on too?” she asked.
Elizabeth nodded, and then, she filled her in.
Well, that appeared to be problematic for all of them. The nuts were nutting, apparently.
When she was about to answer her, the front door swung open, hitting the wall, and someone rushed in.
Everyone pulled their gun, except for Takoda. He had his hands full of bone whistle and a skull.
When they saw who it was, and he stopped moving, they all re-holstered their guns. She’d be lying though if she didn’t notice Ivan was more than his normal twitchy.
The man was not having a fun time on the reservation. Too much shit was popping up at them for his liking.
“Maybe don’t do that,” Elizabeth said, coming face to face with Lance Running Wolf for the first time. “That’s how you get shot by the Feds.”
Granted, she’d be lying if she said this wasn’t incredibly convenient for her. Lance was here, and that cut down on an interview—mostly, hunting him down.
He was, after all, on the council, and she had to wait for the head pickup before she could start digging into interviews with the massive list of people she needed to talk to.
“What’s going on?” he asked. “I was driving by, and I saw all of the cars at my daughter’s cabin. I thought something happened.”
Oh, he could say that.
“She had someone leave her a present,” she said, as Koda held up the bag with the head in it.
The older man gasped.
He saw the head and knew who it was. That was what set him off.
“Oh, God! I knew this was going to happen!” he said. “You angered it. I told you, Rayna, not to get involved. What were you thinking?” he asked.
Everyone just watched the interaction. This was, after all, the Chief of Police’s home.
Not theirs.
