Page 242 of Chaos has a Name
“MATE, scan her arm,” he said, moving into position beside her.
The light came out of the vest, and it moved up and down her arm once or twice.
“Give me a few, Gene. I will give you my analysis.”
As they were waiting, Chris was moving closer, and she knew he was worried about her.
“I’m good, my love,” she said, lying her ass off. She was freezing and freaked out. There was nothing okay about her now.
“That knife was by the deer head. I’m going to take a wild stab at this, but whoever is behind this leaves his fun toys there every year after the killing, and now we have it. If that’s the hidey-hole, we just cut them off.”
Ethan was still not over being stirred up.
“If that’s their things, this is going to piss them off. When you take a collection from a killer, it goes sideways—fast.”
She was aware.
“That’s the nature of the beast, EJ.”
Yeah, but he didn’t want her in the bullseye.
“We can worry about that later. I need to know that you’re okay. You are, right?” he asked. “Because we were all terrified.”
She nodded.
Was she alright?
No.
Did she want to upset the men in her life?
Also no.
“I’m pissed. That’s about all.”
Immediately, their fear calmed down, and the tone changed. Her reassurance helped them relax. She could see it as they got off of the emotional rollercoaster.
“When I find who this is, I’m getting them a test for their sanity,” she admitted.
Ethan understood.
As Gene’s vest chimed, he knew what it would be. He wasn’t working on anything else.
“Go ahead, MATE,” he said.
She did.
“I’ve used the language that the bones were carved with, which was very old. We’re talking a thousand years old. In caseyou’re wondering how I deciphered the other bone, and now your arm, the information was in an anthropological journal.”
Elizabeth sighed.
“To the point, please.”
MATE asked one thing.
“Do you really want to know?” she asked.
Well, she asked, didn’t she?
