Make No Bones About It ( a Dig Site Mystery--Book 2) by Ann Charles

Author:Ann Charles [Charles, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Dig Site Mystery
Publisher: Ann Charles
Published: 2017-08-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Syllabary: A set of written symbols representing the syllables that make up words.

Due to the hundreds of unique Maya glyphs in the form of animals, humans, supernatural beings, and objects, the Maya writing system has an extensive set of phonetic signs that represent syllables rather than individual sounds like in alphabetic systems. These signs (or glyphs) are used to write words, phrases, and sentences.

The next morning, Angélica stood inside the corbel-vaulted entrance of the Chakmo’ol Temple with Quint and Daisy. Sweat trailed down her forehead. The relief from the sun’s hot rays was debatable when pitted against the heavy warm blanket of humidity inside the structure.

Luckily, Rover had returned to camp last night when Angélica called for him, saving Quint and Pedro a dark trek into the jungle to look for him. She led the javelina back to the makeshift pen behind Teodoro’s tent while the Lolcatali ceremony continued. With Quint’s and Pedro’s help, they secured Rover inside again and calmed him down with a bowlful of vegetable scraps from María’s kitchen.

Unlike Rover, her father hadn’t been so easy to pacify now that the cat was out of the bag—or rather the javelina was out of the tent. Once they were in private, Juan had spent fifteen minutes berating her, spelling out the dangers of having a javelina in the camp while predators were on the hunt. Rather than argue, she let him rant until the balche wine had worked its magic and put him to sleep.

Morning light hadn’t changed her dad’s disposition much. However, in spite of his growling during breakfast about Angélica dragging Daisy along with Quint to the Chakmo’ol temple, both were going to be spending the day at this end of the dig site helping her. Maverick would be joining them soon, too, although he and Quint were going to take up where Gertrude and Jane had left off on the platform outside of the temple, rattlesnakes be damned. She’d left them the hooks used on the hunt the day before and a few burlap bags.

She looked around at the temple walls, breathing in the musty air. Her gut told her this structure was hiding a treasure trove of Maya history, which would translate into more money from archaeological tourism. More money equaled more government funding. While she wasn’t a big advocate of turning the Maya ruins into a theme park, her mother had died trying to help solve a mystery at this site. For her mom’s sake, Angélica was going to make sure it had a place on the map along with the other well-known Central American Maya sites.

Daisy walked up next to her. “Wow.”

Angélica couldn’t tell if the wide-eyed expression on the woman’s face was one of wonderment or awe, or maybe a mixture of the two. “What do you see?”

“I don’t think I can describe it with mere words,” Daisy answered.

“I can,” Quint said, joining them inside the temple’s entryway. “It’s a big, stone death trap.” He wiped his grinning face with the sleeve of his T-shirt.

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