This didn’t cut out suspects, it added more—it could literally be anyone.
Yeah, she wasn’t amused.
Heading back out, she had the papers in hand, and regrouped outside of the clinic in the long hallway that led to the council house.
When she sat down, she was focused on what she’d learned.
On the floor, Gene was sitting, his tablet out, and he was researching.
Callen was doing the same.
When Gene had something, he tapped her on the leg, and handed her the tablet. On it, he’d typed a message with the information.
‘Rayna’s DNA doesn’t match the other two people. Chris just sent this. She has completely different DNA. Could this be her father, her brother might not be her brother at all, and a third person? It would fit.’
Reading over it, that was possible. DNA was a mixed bag of genetics on a good day. What she did know was that if the DNA was pointing at Lance and Eli Running Wolf, Rayna wasn’t related to her father, or her brother. It also meant that Eli wasn’t fathered by Lance either.
This made it stickier.
And ickier.
She had to ask.
“Rayna, does your dad have siblings?” she asked.
The woman paused.
“Uh, yes. Why?” she asked.
Well, this was awkward.
So, Elizabeth lied.
“I’m trying to keep track of all the Natives here I’ve come across. That’s all.”
She knew Gene would do the research, but it was clear the woman suspected something.
But she couldn’t worry about that now.
Right now, she had some suspects, and needed to figure this out. In her head, she had a running list.
‘Sitsi Dreamwalker
Chata Dreamwalker
Joseph Thunderfoot
Oren Skye
Roland Stormchaser
Paditi Stormchaser
Lance Running Wolf
Eli Running Wolf’
Lance Running Wolf’s sibling?