That was true.
Ethan was already profiling this.
“I’ll work as quickly as I can. I’m heading back tonight. I have that meeting with Lance Running Wolf. Dad is going with me. I’ll be back and I’ll have your profile for you then. Just keep sending me information.”
That worked for her.
It was a balancing act, but if she wanted Ethan to follow his dreams, she had to keep the balls in the air.
That was a her problem.
Also, apparently.
“We’ll look around, and go from there. We’re going to be light on suspects for day one, since we don’t know who the victims are yet, or where the rest of them are. If there are skulls, I’ll need to know how the flesh was removed.”
Oh, and Tony would love that.
Chris knew who she was talking to, and it wasn’t Callen.
“I’ll get him on it, right away. You know he’s excited already, since there’s skulls. I quote,‘Oh, hell, yeah! Another case with skulls. I wonder if these were eaten too’,” he admitted, not surprisingly.
It made her laugh.
Why?
She wasn’t sure if he really said it or not, because Tony was a wild card. It sounded like something he’d say, so the chances were, it was.
“Thanks,” she said, amused.
Ivan chimed in.
“Your destination is right up ahead. Try not to make some cops miserable. You’re absolutely a menace and nightmare for the local law.”
Yes, yes, she was.
That was how she rolled.
Only, most of the time, she expected them to be dicks, solely based on the fact that they were dicks. It was rare she was caught off guard when meeting cops.
Once in a while, there were decent ones.
Right now, it was anyone’s guess.
As they pulled up, a rundown building stood in the background, and in front of it were police cars, police tape, and cops.
PLENTY.
Of.
Them.
Not far from it, she could see the two detectives. The woman was standing with her back to them, staring at the building, as her partner was saying something to her.
Not far away, tech vans pulled in next to Elizabeth’s chariot, and everyone started getting out.
They had quite the entourage.
Elizabeth gave security the heads-up.
