Page 43 of Chaos has a Name
This was all the way across the rez to a section that was mostly used for hunting, and nothing more due to its location.
Had the man wandered this way?
Was he brought here?
Yeah, she had so many questions.
And very few answers.
“What did you find, Beau?” she asked, as she reached him.
Not far from a rock was her dog and he was sitting there. That was his sign for he’d located what she wanted him to find.
That’s when she saw it.
There was a pile of clothing, neatly folded. On top of the clothing, there was a wallet.
It was a weird scene.
For sure.
Uh…okay.
Pulling out her phone, she called one of her deputies—the one who had been put on Wynonah. What she needed was the woman to answer a question or two.
When he finally answered, she was to the point. They still didn’t know where Thomas was, and if these were his clothes, he was now naked and bleeding.
Somewhere.
“Ask the sister what Thomas was wearing yesterday,” she said. “When she last saw him.”
Her deputy, Kory Spark, didn’t let her down. It only took a minute, and then, he gave her an answer. It was exactly what she didNOTwant to hear.
They had a problem.
“He was wearing a blue and grey flannel shirt, jeans, and boots—or he was when he was at the bar. She saw him there around six last night.”
Oh, well, they found his clothing. Only, it was covered in blood.
Like COVERED.
There seemed to be a lot of that going on, and there was no doubt someone had not come here on his own. She was standing on her assessment that this much blood meant he would have bled outMILESago.
Yeah, there was no way he made it ten miles losing that kind of blood.
It had definitely been arterial.
Now, the new question was how to explain who folded the clothing.
Oh, and where was Thomas?
Using a stick, she flipped open the man’s wallet, and there was his driver’s license inside the one section. Beside it was his Native Identification card.
Yep.
They found his things.
“Why would he take his clothes off in the woods?” Forest asked.
