Page 95 of Chaos has a Name
Callen laughed.
“Little Rayna Running Wolf,” he said, as they all shook hands. “Long time no see,” he stated.
She shrugged.
“I mean, the last time I saw you, I think you were trying to keep the Silver Fox brothers from burning down their cabin,” she admitted.
He laughed.
“Thank God I’m not still trying to do that,” he admitted. “It was exhausting.”
Yeah, no kidding.
He should tell her something she didn’t know. She spent most of her day wondering when the other shoe would drop on the rez.
Callen put his hand on Ethan’s back.
“This is my brother,” he said. “He wasn’t around when you were just a kid. EJ, she’s Dad’s best friend’s only daughter.”
Ethan tried to place her.
Only, it wasn’t easy.
Oh, he knew who Lance Running Wolf was. He and Wyler were best friends until they weren’t.
The family lore was that the shit went down right before he was born when Lance and Wyler competed for the attention of a certain Catherine Kennedy—later, Catherine Blackhawk—his mother.
Like had happened to many friendships in the past, his and Callen’s included, a woman destroyed their relationship.
“I didn’t have the pleasure of meeting you, Rayna. I left the rez at eighteen, and never looked back.”
The woman understood that.
She’d gotten off, until her father helped her get the job she had now.
Somehow, this place kept pulling you back in until it finally won.
That’s how it got her.
Unfortunately, the Rez had desperately needed law and order, and she had been its best chance at that—or so her father had convinced her.
Oh, it was likely because she worked cheap. Her cabin had been built for very little, and the land belonged to the tribe.
It wasn’t like she had bills.
“That’s probably the sanest thing anyone can do. I left for a while and then my father needed me back home to help our people.”
The whole time, Elizabeth said nothing.
She let Callen do his thing. The man was the Native whisperer. If anyone could crack the ice, and make this a smooth journey, it was him.
She’d defer to him on this one so that their first situation back was a smooth one. Honestly, she was curious what the woman needed.
And she didn’t miss that this was very reminiscent of her first days here long ago when she ran headlong into the then Chief of Police, Callen Whitefox.
Everyone knew how that ended.
“I’m sorry to bother you with this, Ma’am,” Rayna said.
