Page 433 of Chaos has a Name
Rolling over on his stool, it was time to begin.
“We have the dentals for Thomas Adsila. His sister supplied them to us when Benjamin called and requested them. I can tell you that the head on Rayna’s porch was his. They matched, and now, you have confirmation. He’s dead.”
Well, at least that was something she could bet on. He wasn’t running around pretending to be dead and in the meantime, killing people.
“As for the remainder of the bones, it’s a crapshoot. We have so many that it’s going to take Tony a long-ass time to get through them.”
Takoda stood by his fathers, and he was watching his mother work. Mentally, he was making notes so he could be just like her.
While he loved being a Marine, he wanted to make a difference in the world, and his mother did that. He was a Blackhawk, and the dynasty had to continue.
Right?
Chris kept going.
“We don’t have DNA on the skull back yet, and I can hazard a guess to say that the bones we found that were partially meaty are his. I’m not saying they are,” he said, when she opened her mouth. “Don’t hold me to it until Mass Spec does his thing.”
Benjamin raised his hand.
“It’s running it now. That’s going to take a few hours.”
Honestly, she didn’t care if she got the DNA connection or not. The man wasn’t running around like the headless Horseman without his noggin.
He.
Was.
Dead.
“And if we look at the fleshy bits we have, is there a way you can tell me how he died?”
Chris nodded.
“MATE, put the results on the screen,” he said.
When the system hummed, all of the techs there looked up and around. It was when MATE appeared, standing in the middle of the room that they all gasped.
MATE looked at them.
“What’s with the newbies?” she asked. “Do we have to break them in again?”
Elizabeth laughed, not so much at MATE, but at the look on Benjamin’s face.
He was staring at the hologram.
“MATE, meet the West team. Team, this is MATE, or Zen. She’s my AI assistant, and follows me around. Chris also has access to her,” she said.
Benjamin moved closer and waved his hand through her, as if it was some trick.
“Uh, that was my head, Goth dude. Why the eyeballs looking so big?”
Ben looked over at Chris.
“What’s she do?” he asked.
MATE snapped her fingers.
“Hey! I’m standing right here. I can hear you. Just because I’m translucent doesn’t mean I’m not able to think. In fact, I’m running about fifty different things. I’ve scanned all of your faces and learned your names, and found some of your online secrets. A roller derby?” she asked Ben.
