Page 469 of Chaos has a Name
He stopped her.
“About?”
“This.”
He stared at her.
“No. You will not be talking to my underage children about something that you have no business digging into.PERIOD. I don’t care what your last name is. There are limits.”
Well, she got it.
Someone was hostile.
And it was weird that he’d been the one who did not want them investigating this.
Then again, most people here didn’t want the FBI up in their business.
Callen was beside her, and he wasn’t sure what her next move would be. She could push, but it wouldn’t end well, and he knew it.
It took years to rebuild a little confidence in the Natives regarding his wife. It all hinged on this.
And he knew it.
“Well, that’s all we have,” Elizabeth said, not mentioning anything else.
They really didn’t have a lot, but she wasn’t giving them jack shit.
From beside her, she could feel Callen loosen up. He’d been tense.
“Oh, where is Lance Running Wolf?” she asked.
They shrugged.
“He should be here. He likes to wander around on the reservation. He says it clears his mind,” Tom admitted.
That was interesting too, since someone had shot arrows at her not that long ago.
“If you stay here, he’ll eventually show up,” Tom admitted.
Yeah, she didn’t have time for that.
Not.
At.
All.
“I saw that Rayna liked to hunt with a bow. Did Lance teach her?” she asked.
Tom nodded.
“He’s beyond proficient. So is his daughter. He is a good father who taught her.”
She tried again.
“And his son?” she asked. “Was Eli a hunter too?”
Tom nodded.
