Deja Dead: 10th Anniversary Edition [Temperance Brennan 1] by Kathy Reichs

Deja Dead: 10th Anniversary Edition [Temperance Brennan 1] by Kathy Reichs

Author:Kathy Reichs
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Montreal (Quebec), Mystery & Detective, Montréal (Québec), Political, American, Women Forensic Anthropologists, Fiction, Pizza Industry, Detective and Mystery Stories, Mystery Fiction, Women Sleuths, Brennan, Thrillers, Suspense, General, Temperance (Fictitious Character), Restaurants
ISBN: 9781416570981
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 1997-01-01T06:00:00+00:00


"Actually, Alsa wasn't my project. A graduate student was working with her. I'm interested in animal communication systems, particularly, but not exclusively, those relying on pheromones and other olfactory signals." The change in cadence, along with the shift to jargon, clued me that he'd given this synopsis before. He'd launched into his "my research is" spiel, the scientist's oral abstract for public consumption. "The spiel" is based on the KISS principle: Keep It Simple Stupid. It is trotted out for cocktail parties, fund-raisers, first meetings, and other social occasions. We all have one. I was hearing his.

"What was the project?" Enough about you. He gave a wry smile and shook his head. "Language. Language acquisition in a New World primate. That's where she got her name. UAPPRENTISSAGE de la Langue du Singe American.

ALSA. Marie-Lise was going to be Quebec's answer to Penny Patterson, and Alsa would be the Koko of South American monkeys." He flourished a pen above his head, gave a derisive snort, then let his arm drop heavily. It Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html

made a soft thud against the desk. I studied his face. He looked either tired or discouraged, I couldn't tell which.

"Marie-Lise?"

"My student."

"Was it working)"

"Who knows? She didn't really have enough time. The monkey disappeared five months into the project." More wry. "Followed shortly thereafter by Marie-Lise."

"She left school?" He nodded.

"Do you know why?" He paused a long time before answering. "Marie-Lise was a good student. Sure, she had to start over on her thesis, but I have no doubt she could have completed her master's. She loved what she was doing. Yeah, she was devastated when Alsa was killed, but I don't think that was it."

"What do you think it was?" He drew small triangles on one of the lab books. I let him take his time.

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school. Badgered her to quit. She only talked to me about it once or twice, but I think it really got to her. I met him at a couple of department parties. I thought the guy was spooky."

"How so?"

"Just... I don't know, antisocial. Cynical. Antagonistic. Rude. Like he had never absorbed the basic... skills. He always reminded me of a Harlow monkey. You know? Like he was raised in isolation and never learned to deal with other beings. No matter what you said to him, he'd roll his eyes and smirk. God, I hated that."

"Did you ever suspect him? That maybe he killed Alsa to sabotage Marie-Lise's work, to get her to quit school?" His silence told me that he had. Then, "He was supposedly in Toronto at the time."

"Could he verify that?"

"Marie-Lise believed him. We didn't pursue it. She was too upset. What was the point? Alsa was dead."

I wasn't sure how to ask the next question. "Did you ever read Marie-Lise's project notes?"

He stopped doodling and looked at me sharply. "What do you mean?"

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