From where he stood, nearby, Ivan laughed in amusement.
“Well, you broke Chris. Good job, Elizabeth. Now, you have more problems.”
She was amused.
“Pig Latin?” she asked, making him smile. The crinkles by his eyes told the tale.
Tony, on the other hand, was more than happy to give her some speculation. In fact, he dove in going whole hog.
In the past, that was never good either.
When Tony was giddy, it was going to be a shitshow. The man had questionable motives when it came to being her anthropologist.
“I bet they were delicious,” he said, getting everyone’s attention.
Uh, what?
“What do you mean by that, nut?” she asked.
He held the one bone in his hand, and showed her what he’d seen.
Yeah, that’s when she saw it. There were gnaw marks on the bones, and she’d been to this rodeo more than a few times in her life.
Someone had chewed on the victims.
“Did I mention that some of these bones look to have been heated up? The charring on the tips tells me your killer liked a good barbeque. This guy was consumed, Elizabeth. Your victim has male hip structure, and was definitely someone’s snacky-snack.”
Well, son of a bitch.
The‘Hollow’wasn’t just killing someone once a year on the Summer Solstice, they were eating them too.
This just got that much more dangerous.
And creepy.
It appeared Halloween had come early for Elizabeth, and this was definitely going to be a trick.
NOTa treat.
Chapter Eleven
The Same Path
Walking Down
The Trail
Back To Her Cruiser
For the first half of a mile back to Rayna Running Wolf’s car, not a single, solitary word was said between either of them. That ominous silence was borderline uncomfortable, and she wasn’t enjoying it.
Not at all.
Why?
Well, that was simple.
She was a talker by nature, and in combination of him watching her, and the silence, Raye was getting twitchy.