Page 21 of Chaos has a Name
What were the chances she’d find another Chrissy?
Slim.
To.
None.
A girl had to work.
She couldn’t leavethe Violent Crimes Unitunmanned. She had to keep taking cases that were almost unsolvable.
Yeah, Elizabeth had to do her job.
So on top of convincing Wyler to take the chemo, and running her team in a city she absofuckinglutely hated, she also had to keep Callen and Ethan calm.
This was a whole other ballgame—one where she never thought she’d be back toDamascus.
Not.
Once.
Oh, she came here for meetings—if she was forced to attend them with the staff here, but most of the time, she telecommuted from her office inThe Hoover Building.
She was toDamascuslike Ethan was toPhiladelphia.
They didn’t mesh well due to the past.
Only, here she was.
Back again.
Now, she and Axelle were holding up the whole kit and kaboodle in two different offices with divided families and teams.
Divided?
Like whom?
Oh, maybe her own brother.
Duke was a problem.
His mother was married to Wyler, and he’d opted to follow to be her support. He’d left the kids with Axelle, and came West to work on The VC Unit out here.
How long was that going to last?
That was anyone’s guess.
Honestly, she was betting shorter than anyone expected. Truthfully, Axelle didn’t look thrilled to be on theSS Single Parent.
Not.
At.
All.
This was causing all kinds of mayhem for everyone’s lives.
While Wyler had the right to choose his location to live out his remaining days, what he didn’t have the right to do was hold his last days hostage from them.
