The look on his face said it all.
“Uh, what’s funny?” Gabe inquired.
It wasn’t something he’d want to hear about, so she would move that conversation along.
“Don’t ask,” she said. “It’s just me being me. Okay, I needed a character witness for the man so I could move on. He’s clean on paper, and if he’s gay, he’s not taking female skulls and eyes.”
Gabe reassured her.
“He is clean. Well, cleaner than you, perv.”
Ivan went to say something, and she anticipated it. She smacked him in the back of the fade.
He shut up.
Wisely.
“Okay, so he’s a decent guy. Any memories about his name and missing organs?”
He paused.
Now, that caught him off guard.
“Pardon? Uh, where did that come from?”
She went there.
“I said what I said, J. Edgar Hoover two-point-oh. Did you ever hear about that family tied to organs like kidneys and eyes?” she asked, and then told him about the dead veteran, and his one kidney.
Gabe rationalized it.
Like always.
“Maybe he got hurt during the war,” Gabe suggested.
Only, immediately, she refuted that.
“No military record says that, and his file says he’s been homeless twenty years. If he had surgery of any kind on his body, he would have gone to the local VA.”
Then, Gabe couldn’t answer that.
“Sorry, Elizabeth. I have no knowledge of anything hinkey tied to the Slater family along those lines. Like I said, they were more normal than your family, and you’re not collecting livers, are you?”
Well, it was still early and the jury was out on CJ and EJ. They were only teenagers yet, but time would tell.
Instead of going there, she moved on.
Now that she had her character witness for Slater, she wanted to give him a heads-up because trouble was coming in DC for all of them.
No.
Big.
Shock.
“Oh, and by the way…this is off the record.”
Yeah he didn’t like that.
