Dressed To Die: A Lindsay Chamberlain Novel - Plot & Excerpts
Maybe someone had just moved them, she thought. To where? She locked the storage room and walked back through the darkened lab. It was quiet. She turned on the lights, which brightened the space but did nothing to dispel her uneasy feeling. The huge sets of artifact drawers, silent keepers of the treasures, loomed tall over the worktables. Portions of pottery stood in their sandboxes, looking like ancient ruins in miniature, surrounded by hundreds of sherds to be fitted into place. Boxes of half-sorted animal bones waited on another table for students to come and identify, weigh, and measure them-a process that would eventually determine the MNI from the site and provide a good estimate of the amount of meat protein the inhabitants consumed. Someone had brought several site reports and stacked them next to the boxes of bones. Lindsay absently ran her thumb over the edges, flipping through the pages as she looked around the room for anything out of place.The next table contained boxes and boxes of black chert debris in the process of being measured and categorized-a tedious time-consuming task.
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