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It just gave him more to think about.
“Oh, and if I ever hear anyone call my kids half-breed, I’m coming in,” Callen said. “I might have been the law here, and I might be a Fed off the reservation, but I’ll make so many faces bleed you won’t know what to do about it.”
That hung there.
When no one spoke, Rayna took over.
Threats were her area, and she was giving the man some leeway since her father had given her hell about Caspian. He’d dared to talk about his future half-breed grandchildren, and that made her so angry.
First, Caspian was leaving, and second, it was a sore point. At her age, it had become clear she was dying a spinster.
There were too many racists getting away with shit anymore, and that had to stop.
“Let’s focus. Did anyone see someone follow Thomas out of here?” she asked again.
Everyone shook their heads.
She tried again.
“Was anyone on his ass about anything? Causing stress? Threats?”
Roland nodded.
“Yeah, us. He didn’t like to pay his tab, but then, come to think of it, most of the assholes in here are the same.”
No one looked at the owner of the bar, and that said it all.
When Callen realized that this was futile, he left the money he’d thrown on the counter. His wife had finished her coffee, and stood up.
There was no doubt she was done hearing what she’d heard. This interview was going in circles, and only raising Callen’s blood pressure.
“Thanks for your help,” Elizabeth said, as the Natives watched her walk out.
Callen followed.
“Happy belated, Lewis,” Callen said. “Tell your sons I send my regards. I’m sure we’ll cross paths.”
With that, they finished their first interview, leaving some pissed off Natives behind.
Outside, she was to the point.
“I want to go on the record that Gene and I were the good ones,” she admitted. “We didn’t threaten anyone, or promise to break the law.”
Callen was to the point.
“Listen, no one is calling my brother names. I’ll fuck them up for that. I used to do it when I was a kid, and I’ll keep doing it.”
Ethan appreciated that.
“I’m good, guys. Half-breed doesn’t bother me anymore,” he stated. “My children are half-Native, and I had to let that go. Without half of Catherine, I’d be all Wyler, and no one needs two of us around.”
Callen didn’t care.
“Well, I don’t have to let that go. I’m going to try to change their minds every chance I can. Pureblood Natives are a thing of the past. Staying here only damns you,” he admitted. “I’m hitting that,” he said pointing at his wife. “I’m the winner here.”
She actually laughed.
“You’re going to be getting hit back if you keep that up, Callen James. You’re hitting‘that’?THAT?” she asked.
