Page 101 of Chaos has a Name
Policed that.
“I transported her there, and we entered his house. Once there, I could see something bad had happened.”
One thing made Elizabeth curious.
“How much blood are we talking?” she asked.
Rayna tried to describe it.
“It looked like someone filled a garden hose up with blood and sprayed the walls.”
Oh, boy.
Chris knew what that would be from.
There was only one kind of injury that had that kind of‘paint the walls’effect, and it was the worst kind.
“That would be arterial spray. There are only a few ways that can happen. A slice to the neck, or the femoral artery. His leg would have to be bare for that to happen.”
That’s what Rayna thought. Well, it was good to see that she had somewhat of a clue when it came to things like this.
“Anyway, we followed the blood droplets to the trees to see if he’d wandered away for help. I called for deputies, because it looked like he’d gotten disorientated and wandered away.”
Yeah, Elizabeth somehow doubted that.
“You don’t wander away with an arterial bleed,” she said. “Right, Christopher?”
He agreed.
“He’d have under two minutes to live if it was that much blood. Mostly, the panic sets in, and you lose more blood as you freak out.”
That sounded horrible.
Rayna actually felt bad for the man now that she thought about it.
“Well, we called in a search party, and I really believed he would be found out cold—or bleeding out. When we got Beau on the trail…”
Elizabeth stopped her.
She was curious.
“Who’s Beau?” Elizabeth asked.
Rayna realized they wouldn’t know that.
“He’s my dog. I use him for hunting, mostly, but he can find a trail. If you’ve ever winged a deer hunting, and had to track it to put it down, you’d understand.”
Elizabeth said nothing, but she understood. Oh, she hunted…just not deer.
The thing she hunted was far more nefarious and dangerous.
Criminals.
Rayna continued.
“We walked ten miles, and finally, Beau alerted. He parked his ass by the old hunting camp on the Westside of the rez.”
Yeah, Callen knew it. It wasn’t that far from their cabin—maybe two to three miles from it.
