Page 387 of Chaos has a Name
Now he couldn’t be cranky to his son. It appeared his wife had found a way to keep Koda happy, andSAFE. There was no doubt she was going to be protecting him despite what went down at the cabin.
She was getting bold.
“Hey, Dad! I noticed there wasn’t a tongue,” he said. “And I looked up his trachea. I think it’s gone.”
How was he going to bust balls when the kid was so excited to be manhandling a severed head?
Their family was weird, but they aways knew one or two of their offspring would play in body parts one way or another.
Still, he warned him.
“For the love of everything holy, Koda, please don’t tell your sister, Catherine, that your mother let you play with a head. She’ll want that for her birthday, and I’m not taking my daughter to‘bring your kid to work day’. That’s bad parenting when they’re not even old enough to drive.”
As he said it, Takoda was beaming. It was clear that he was in his happy place.
Again, the whole family was insane.
“Why is his tongue gone?” Takoda asked, curiously. His father always told him to ask questions if he needed an answer, and he knew Chris would answer him.
Chris knew the timeline since the man was killed, and it wouldn’t be predation, unless something ate through a part of his head.
So, he asked questions.
“Any wild animal marks? Like something snacked on him?” he asked.
Takoda shook his head as he kept rotating the skull to make sure he didn’t miss anything.
Chris was staring at the head, but didn’t get to ask anything else.
Why?
His wife got in on the act.
“His teeth are chipped,” Elizabeth admitted. “I can tell you that the cut to his neck is one long line. It looks like some anger here. I’d say that his head was taken off with one long smooth slice or the job was finished after he was transported. There’s no way he hiked ten miles with that neck smile.”
He stared at her.
“Really, Elizabeth? Now, you’re going to do my job, and play‘let’s determine how he died’?” he asked. “You do realize after over twenty-two years, there is an actual process with how I do this, right?” he asked, rhetorically.
She shrugged.
“Okay, then, scientific method man, give me COD and TOD.”
He sputtered.
Once more, he fallen for it.
Damn his wife, but she tended to always get him going when it came to this. This time, she distracted him with Takoda holding the head.
Oh, she was getting better as she got older.
“Put the head in the bag, Takoda. I’ll have it picked up. Also bag the mat, and anything else that touched it.”
Uriel picked up the dog.
“Um…is now a good time to tell you that Beau, the dog, licked it. We tried to stop him, but when the door was opened, Beau took a taste. Do we need to bag the dog too?”
Chris shook his head.
