Dr Barbara Moore sighed and looked at the clock on the wall. 5:27pm. Should she go home, or should she examine one more skeleton?
She was sick of the sight of old bones. She knew Alice Blaire was cock-a-hoop at having discovered a mass burial during an archaeological dig in Northamptonshire, along the route of a planned new motorway. But hundreds and hundreds of skeletons, in various states of decay, many all tangled up together so that it was impossible to figure out which femur belonged...
Skeleton 431
She was sick of the sight of old bones. She knew Alice Blaire was cock-a-hoop at having discovered a mass burial during an archaeological dig in Northamptonshire, along the route of a planned new motorway. But hundreds and hundreds of skeletons, in various states of decay, many all tangled up together so that it was impossible to figure out which femur belonged...
Skeleton 431