He stopped him.
“Tony, I’m literally a Shaman. That’s an actual religion. I don’t know what you think I do in a tipi.”
He shrugged.
“So, you’re not doing it just for the peyote? Damn. I didn’t call that one right.”
He laughed.
Okay, well, that was definitely a perk. Now he knew why his grandfather was able to stay so calm.
It took the edge off.
“Am I wrong?” Tony asked.
Yeah, Tony was insane, but he was also a decent person who cared about others. That was why he was part of their family. The man knew how to read the room.
“You’re not wrong.”
Tony grinned.
“Want to share? I’m your candy concessionaire. Want to be my peyote person?” he asked, just trying to make the man laugh.
And it worked.
“Absolutely not. Elizabeth will kill me if I let you get high. You’re out of control enough,” he said, as the spider crawled onto Ethan’s arm, and he wasn’t even bothered by it.
“Give her some of what you’re smoking so she’ll be calm around my girl.”
Ethan knew that there wasn’t a big enough stash ofANYTHINGthat would make her like spiders or snakes to make that happen.
When the doors opened, in came Callen.
“I was looking for you, Bro. I thought you were asleep in your office.”
Ethan shared.
“I was. I left the door closed while I got some coffee. I slept for shit and needed to check on Tony.”
Oh, he was aware about the first part.
They’d slept in shifts to keep helping with work, as they were utilizing Gabby to find something that would give them Devon Slater.
He missed sleeping next to his family, and especially his wife.
“I spoke to Elizabeth,” Callen said, taking some licorice from Tony before he slid back over to what he was working on. “Uh, get the spider, and you’d better hope she doesn’t call in,” Callen warned.
Rolling his eyes, he did just that before getting back to work.
Ethan perked up when he heard she’d called.
“Is she okay?”
He nodded.
“Yeah, she’s good. It was the middle of the night. Well, a few hours ago.”
Ethan chewed.
