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“Do you know anyone who is hardcoreNATIVE—like hates outsiders, and would believe that the place is haunted by a Wendigo?”

He nodded.

“A lot of people. It’s like how some people believe in ghosts or an afterlife. Some do, and some don’t.”

Elizabeth knew that was going to be a harder route to take, so she stayed focused.

Something was bothering her.

“When Uriel was bringing Rayna back, I spoke to him after. He said that Lance was coming out of the woods. Is his cabin near the council house?”

He shook his head.

“No, he lives closer toward the bar.”

Elizabeth kept going.

Until she could interview in a few hours, she had to take any kernel of knowledge that she could, and use it to her advantage.

“And you’re sure his son hated the father?”

He shrugged.

“I mean, my kids hated me, and then didn’t hate me, and I’m back to the beginning again with Ethan. That could have changed. I don’t really talk to Lance, so you’d have to ask Rayna, again.”

And she would.

“What about the chief?” she asked, knowing that the man was older than Wyler, and not close to as good a shape. He was…rotund.

He didn’t hesitate.

Wyler shared what he could.

“He has two sons. There were three, but one of them disappeared. He left the reservation about ten years ago. When I came back to help close up the cabin, I was talking to one of my friends and he told me he was gone. The son who left wanted to see the world, like Callen did. He ran as fast as he could out of here.”

Callen laughed.

“I was chasing her,” he said, pointing at his wife. When she handed him a cookie, he took it because cookies were his weakness.

Much like Elizabeth.

“A lot of people leave here, but what about his sons?” she asked. “The ones who didn’t leave.”

He stopped her.

“Oh, they left. They come back on occasion, but I haven’t seen them in over a few years. Again, I’m not here all the time. You might have to ask their father.”

She could, and would, do that.

“What are their names?”

Wyler gave them to Callen.

Using his phone, he ran them.

When he was done, he shared with his wife what he’d found.

“One is an investment banker in Texas, Houston, to be exact, and one is a researcher for a pharmaceutical group. A scientist.”