7.Keeping the Dead by Tess Gerritsen

Author:Tess Gerritsen [Gerritsen, Tess]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-09-18T12:00:06+00:00

“Tens of millions? And what does he get back for all that money?” asked Jane.

“Get? Why, the thrill, of course! Wouldn’t you like to be the first person to step into a newly opened tomb? The first to peek into a sealed sarcophagus? He needs us and we need him. That’s how archaeology has always been done. A union between those with the money and those with the skills.”

“Do you remember his son’s name?”

“I wrote it in here somewhere.” He opened his book of field notes and began flipping through the pages. Several snapshots fell out onto the desk, and he pointed to one of the photos. “There, that’s him. I remember his name now. Bradley. He’s the young man in the middle.”

Bradley Rose sat at a table, pottery shards spread out before him. The other two students in the photo were otherwise distracted, but Bradley stared directly at the camera, as though studying some interesting new creature he’d never seen before. In almost every way he appeared ordinary: average build, a forgettable face, a look of anonymity that would easily be lost in a crowd. But his eyes were arresting. They reminded Jane of the day she’d visited the zoo and stared through the fence at a timber wolf, whose pale eyes had regarded her with unsettling interest.

“Did the police ever question the man?” asked Jane.

“He left us two weeks before she vanished. They had no reason to.”

“But he knew her. They’d worked together on the dig.”

“Yes.”

“Wouldn’t that make him someone worth talking to?”

“There was no point. His parents said he was home with them in Texas at the time. An airtight alibi, I should think.”

“Do you remember why he left the dig?” asked Frost. “Did something happen? Did he not get along with the other students?”

“No, I think it was because he got bored here. That’s why he took that internship out in Boston. That annoyed me, because I would have taken on a different student if I’d known Bradley wouldn’t stick it out here.”

“Boston?” Jane cut in.

“Yes.”

“Where was this internship?”

“Some private museum. I’m sure his father pulled strings to get him in.”

“Was it the Crispin Museum?”

Professor Quigley thought about it. Then he nodded. “That may have been the one.”

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