Why wasn’t he surprised that they’d walked into one hell of a circus?
“Want me to alert our backup?” he asked. “And the cops, too?”
She looked at her watch.
It was heading toward ten, and the last thing she wanted was having to wrangle people in a cemetery while someone was likely enjoying this.
The more people here, the more dangerous.
Tora was a woman, and she could be taken instead of her. She didn’t know enough about this psycho to be sure she would be the only focus.
For the time being, she’d let them stay where they were. Tomorrow, she’d update them.
“No. We’ll handle it. I wish we would have had time to do some research, but this dude is moving fast.”
Yeah, they all wished that.
She’d handed out assignments at dinner, and they’d come right here. The car ride over hadn’t been that long, and it certainly wasn’t long enough to do a deep dive.
She wasn’t done.
“Text Corbin to get researching the dead woman, Steph Lewis. I need to know everything about her to see how she connects to this. Like with Jonathan Miller, their paths all had to connect at some point. We just need to make that connection. Oh, and call Ethan. He’ll lose his shit, so break it to him easily, and no, he isn’t to come back. The Shaman thing is why we’re here, and he’s going to become that Shaman if it kills all of us.”
Well, that said it all.
Because at this rate, it might just kill them.
At that telltale tone in her voice, Gene didn’t argue. Elizabeth was annoyed.
Instead, he tapped his fingers to his brow in salute, and went to do as she said, not far away. He was no fool, and he wasn’t going anywhere alone.
Gene was too old for this shit to get abducted. That goddamn skull had horns, and as a practicing Catholic, he wasn’t going to that Devil rodeo.
PASS.
“Is that grave open?” Callen asked, still horrified by all of this.
Honestly, they hadn’t approached it yet, but she could see that it absolutely was open with a big pile of dirt beside it, but she hadn’t looked in it.
“Yep.”
He made an observation.
“That would take hours to unearth.”
She was aware of that also. That this was in a different section told her all she needed to know. This nut had been ready with a backup location.
“Yeah, so it’s ten, so let’s get a timeline,” she offered. “We left the cemetery at four. We would have heard digging if it was going on then, even across the cemetery. We could hear you running. So now, I need to do some math.”
They knew what that meant.
“MATE, I need you.”
At her name, the hologram popped up beside her, and checked out the scene.
“Oh, Devil horns. This one’s about to be fun. From all of the cases you’ve worked, and I’ve read, anytime you get a case with horns, it goes crazy.”
She sighed.
