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When forensic anthropologist Diane Fallon discovers a trio of decades-old skeletons, she also unearths the key to a mystery that reaches back seventy years in a legacy of love, greed, and murder-and an unearthed family secret that still holds the power to kill.
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
A special thanks to my brother, Charlie, for information about knives; Dr. McDaniel; my husband; and my editor Martha Bushko.
Beverly Connor is the author of the Diane Fallon Forensic Investigation series and the Lindsay Chamberlain Mystery series. Before she began her writing career, Beverly worked as an archaeologist in the Southeastern United States specializing in bone identification and analysis of stone tool debitage. She weaves her professional experiences from archaeology and her knowledge of the South into interlinked stories of the past and present. One Grave Too Many was the first book in the Diane Fallon series. Five of her titles have been translated into Dutch and are available in countries of the Europeon Union.
Epilogue
Charlotte Hawkins, the Druid from England and claimant to the Moonhater Cave bones, and Charlottes friend Caitlin Shanahan, the Wiccan from the United States, sat in front of Dianes desk in the museum. Caitlin unconsciously fingered the meditation fountain near Dianes desk, moving her fingers in and out of the clear water.
I hope youve been having a good time in the U.S., Diane said to Charlotte.
A wonderful time. Caitlin has been a most gracious host. Youve found out something about the bones, havent you? Are you going to give them to me?
I have indeed found out something about the bones. We performed several analysesone dating the bones and another to establish their origin.
We know where theyre from, said Caitlin. She was still ready for a fight. Charlotte patted her arm gently.
You know partly where theyre from, said Diane. Its a young girl.
Woman, said Caitlin.
Even Charlotte rolled her eyes at that one.
Diane smiled. She was between fourteen and eighteen. She was healthy and well nourished. Her bones had indeed been in the cave, probably since the second century, and she was run through from back to front with a sword.
Caitlin almost jumped out of her chair. Its her, its Annwn. Thats what happened to Annwn.
Charlottes eyes glittered, but she said nothing.
And, said Diane, she was Roman.
They both looked dumbfounded. Roman? they said together.
She cant be, said Caitlin. Shes Celtic....
Charlotte sighed and looked at her hands. So she isnt my ancestor after all.
I didnt say that, said Diane.
Both of them looked up sharply.
You mean she is? said Charlotte.
Diane nodded. We were able to get DNA from her tooth, and matched her mitochondrial DNA to yours. You both are descended from the same female ancestor. Diane reached beside her desk and handed Charlotte a beautiful painting done by Neva. This is a reconstruction of her face. Neva, the artist, researched the hairstyle and fashion of the times for the painting.
Well... whispered Charlotte, she looks a bit like my granddaughter Brenna. She shook her head and frowned. I always thought we were descended from the Celts.
You are, said Diane, running her fingers through her hair as a gesture to Charlotte.
Oh, of course, how silly of me, said Charlotte, touching her own red hair. She caressed the face in the painting, stroking the face. I wonder what her story is?
Maybe there are other families around the area with stories that can shed some light on hers, said Diane. John Rose would love to sit down and talk with you about trying to research her history. He only wants to know who she is and what happened to her. Whatever happened to her is the history of the whole region. He was very excited to find out that you are related.
Charlotte nodded. She was a pretty little thing.
Yes, she was, said Diane.
Ill go see John again. Well talk. I would like to know what happened to her.
Caitlin stood up abruptly. In light of everything, Ill take the curse off the museum, she said.
Caitlin! admonished Charlotte. You didnt. What a naughty girl you are.
Woman.
Charlotte clucked. Youre a girl, dear. Youll see when you get to my age.
Its all right, said Diane. The museum is immune to curses. She has a goodness all her own, and it usually rubs off on people. You are welcome to visit while you are here.
It had been three months since Mikes stabbing. He was now fit and raring to go. Diane and her caving buddies were on their first outing since finding Caver Doe, and she was thrilled to be here. Among all the other things to celebrate, she and Mike were celebrating the negative results from the blood tests theyd had to take because of their stabbings. She had told Andie that if there was any crisis, to tell the perpetrators to wait until she returned.
Diane stood in the cave tunnel by the passage entrance where she had first heard the waterlike noise, waiting for the others. MacGregor was with them. He had lost weight so that he could fit through the squeeze.
He doesnt look half-bad, Neva had told her. Hes real proud.
The others came down the tunnel shortly, catching up.
This is fun, said Jin, who this time was dressed in clothes that fit and had a reasonably sized backpack picked out for him by Mike.
Okay, Diane has point, said Mike. Ill take up the rear.
The flashing, bobbing lights from their five headlamps lit the tunnel walls. The surface was gritty under Dianes touch, the texture of sandstone. Rocks of all sizes filled the passage. They looked stable, but Diane tested them before she committed herself. The only egress for several of the large boulders was to climb over them. It was exhilarating. Halfway down the passage, Diane smelled damp soil, and she could hear a waterfall. A waterfall! The thought excited her. She watched the rocks around her and the ground under her, alert for the unexpected.
The tunnel was like a round rabbit hole going gently downward to a wonderland. Just ahead she spotted an offshoot tunnel. Another temptation. This was a great cave.
She arrived at the new tunnel entranceand suddenly a strong and distinctive odor hit her. She stopped and stared, seeing nothing but the upward-sloping passage filled with rocks. The others stopped and looked in.
What is that smell? said MacGregor. Its not bat dung.
No, said Mike. I dont know what it is.
But Diane knew. So did Jin. They looked at each other. Diane felt sick, as though someone had desecrated a church or the museum.
Wait here, she told the others. Jin and I will go.
But they didnt wait for her and Jin. They followed close behind them into the tunnel. The smell increased until all of them had trouble controlling their gag reflex. The tunnel suddenly widened into a room, littered with storage, or...
Oh, my God, cried Neva.
MacGregor ducked away and leaned against a wall, heaving. Mike grabbed Neva and held her.
Diane and Jin stared at what was before them. She understood now. It was as clear as bright daylight. When they had entered the cave and found Caver Doe, it was like stumbling over a tripwire that set in motion all the events that culminated in the shooting of Emmett Taggart. What they didnt realize at the time, what Diane saw now with lightning clarity, was that they had touched off another tripwire completely unknown to them. The first time in the cave they had almost stumbled upon what they had now discovered: The other entrance to the cave and the lair of a serial killer.
Sunlight filtered in through the cracks of an ancient wooden door to one side. Metal tables lined the stone walls of the room. Chained on top of the tables were rotting dismembered female corpses. These were Jermen Sutcliffs rabbits.
Chapter 1
Diane squirmed on her belly through the crack in the rock, dragging her backpack behind her on a tether. The crawl-way was no more than a slit, as if the cave wall had been pierced through with a giant knife blade. The passage was maybe twenty feet long, barely wider than her shoulders, the ceiling two feet high at its highest, sixteen inches at its lowesta tight fit. Loose stones scraped through her clothes from her chest to her abdomen and down her back. Of all the places she could be, this was the bestthe dark, secret places of a cave.
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