Page 106 of Chaos has a Name
Oh, well, that was her middle name.
Okay, it wasn’t, but she was trying to be on her best behavior.
She had ninety-nine problems, and all of them were related to a specific Native.
Wyler.
Elizabeth stood, and as the woman headed back out to the main area, she had to know why they now looked tense. The woman hadn’t said anything but folded clothes.
Some killers were just cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs. It happened in her world, and folded clothes were pretty mild too.
“Okay, what gives? You heard that last part and got twitchy.”
Ethan wasn’t sure what to make of it.
“Uh, this might be weird,” he began.
Well, weird was kind of her thing. In fact, in her life, weirdness made the world go around. That’s how they all found each other.
“What?” she asked.
Callen kept his voice low and took over for his brother.
“When we were growing up, Timothy told us a story about the Solstice, and some of the weird things that happened during it. It was kind of a boogeyman tale, meant to keep two Native boys from doing crazy shit on that night—or so we thought.”
She lifted a brow.
“Uh, okay. What kind of shit are we talking about?”
Ethan shared.
“He specifically told us to behave because every year, on the Solstice, someone disappeared from the reservation without a trace. The only thing ever found of them was their neatly folded clothes on a stone near the thick forest.”
She blinked.
Huh?
Were they serious?
“Wait. What?”
Callen nodded.
“Yeah, they poofed out of here, and no one ever saw them again. Timothy told us to never be out on that night, raising hell, or one day, we’d go missing and would be an offering.”
Now, she was thinking they were pulling her leg. They had to be. That was all kinds of bizarre to her. Most likely because that seemed to be condoning murder.
“An offering for what?”
They both looked at each other.
Then, Callen shared what he knew.
“They were an offering to the Wendigo. It was to have the Wendigo protect the lands, and not feast on all of the decent Natives here. Timothy said it happened every single year.”
Now, she was freaked out.
“Uh, yesterday evening was the solstice, guys,” she stated.
