Celeste Acton is a world renowned archeologist who thinks the dead need someone to tell the world their tales. Just don’t put an officious bureaucrat in front of her though. They’ll likely wind up metaphorical lunch meat on floor.
Whispers of people who missed their lovers, hated their false friends, had accidents, committed murders, suffered betrayals and sickness come to Celeste’s ear as she uncovers history.
Our earlier human relatives had, and have, some very strange ideas about how to live and die.
Complicating her life are the modern tangles of today’s problems. Like the much fresher bodies that arrive on her doorstep. They all need solving before she joins them, or the time and money run out.
Celeste Acton is back on her home turf the southwestern USA.
Family complications, a pompous twit of a boss, a 1200 year old mummy and a much fresher corpse are all giving her headaches.
Long before the Incas, other cultures built the huge South American empire they bathed in blood. Their cities and temples litter the landscape. Celeste is called to unearth clues to a burial that shouldn’t be where it is.
Gangs of pot hunters and tomb robbers want Celeste out of the way but then a girl goes missing. What else is going on?
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Snow shovels are not one of Celeste Acton’s favorite tools. But if that is what it takes to dig things up archeologically she’ll use it.
What happened in this ice pack 150 years ago and why? Plus why is someone hiding the answers and now making her life cold and dangerous?
Celeste is enticed back to the charms of Asia. She left part of her innocence there on an earlier dig. (No, not the kind you are thinking of!)
Now she’s been called to an ancient convoluted and confusing series of digs covered in jungle. An old headhunting culture has stories to tell her.
Plus local villagers are being killed now…..why?