Elizabeth looked around.
What?
Was?
This?
Did her ears hear this woman right?
“Uh, are you okay?” Tora asked, not sure what the woman was looking for, or why she looked so confused.
Ethan explained.
“That’s her having an out-of-body experience where she arrived at a scene, and no one fucked it up. In fact, it was done one hundred percent correctly for a change. She doesn’t know where she is.”
Tora laughed.
“Well, like I said, they were my idols, so I read a lot of books. I wanted to be a Fed, but it’s not easy to become one. God knows I tried.”
That she knew.
They either recruited you out of college, or you had to jump through work hoops to even qualify. Luck was a big part, or who you knew.
When she saw Tony, she sighed.
He was not far from her, dancing from foot-to-foot.
“What?” she asked. “Do you have to pee?”
He was doing a little dance, and she was busting his ass because he looked ridiculous.
“You know what I want. Can I go look at the skulls?” he asked, finally.
Elizabeth made the introductions.
“Lady and gentleman, this spectacle is Doctor Anthony Magnus, my anthropologist, and when he hears there’s bones—especially skulls, he loses his mind. Prepare for the madness that is Tony.”
He rubbed his hands together, but still didn’t move. He knew better. Chris had been sent in, so she was the boss on the scene now.
“Come on, Elizabeth. Let me have at them. Don’t bone tease me.”
She warned him.
“First, never say bone and tease to me ever again,” she warned. “Secondly, Anthony…Don’t. Annoy. Christopher. Got. It. Nut?”
He nodded.
Well, then, it was time to set the man free to see what he could find for them.
“Go.”
When he raced off, Gene laughed.
“Well, we know what he’s been praying for lately. More bones. Like the reservation case wasn’t enough. A wendigo and one hundred and six skulls weren’t enough for him, clearly. You’d think he’s praying to the bone Gods again.”
Mac was confused.
“Wendigo?” he asked. “Bone Gods?”
