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Heavner isn’t exactly mollified when Tempe, aided by retired police detective Skinny Slidell and a host of experts, puts a name to the dead man.
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Nettled by several errors in Heavner’s analysis, and even more by her willingness to share the gory details at a press conference, Tempe launches her own investigation, which is not so much off the books as against the books. Showboat Medical Examiner Margot Heavner makes it clear that, breaking with her department’s earlier practice ( The Bone Collection, 2016, etc.), she has no intention of calling in Tempe as a consultant and promptly identifies the faceless body herself as that of a young Asian man. So it's a mixed bag-a honey of a heroine, a turkey of a plot.Īnother sweltering month in Charlotte, another boatload of mysteries past and present for overworked, overstressed forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan.Ī week after the night she chases but fails to catch a mysterious trespasser outside her town house, some unknown party texts Tempe four images of a corpse that looks as if it’s been chewed by wild hogs, because it has been. Unfortunately, however, the mystery isn't worth the fuss, the villain is easy to spot, and the whole thing takes nearly 100 pages longer than it should. The search for Hank, of course, involves seances, dowsing rods, and such-but common sense ultimately prevails. It also teems with eligible men (two court D.J., in opposite styles) with whisperings about Hank's latest secret discovery in the desert (dragon bones? the missing link?) and with evildoers-who lace D.J.'s drinks with drugs and who finally kidnap Hank himself. Hank supports and follows every crackpot theory-Atlantis, UFOs, reincarnation-so the ranch teems with fawning charlatans whom D.J. takes a summer job as resident anthropologist at the Arizona ranch of billionaire Hank Hunnicutt. And there's lots both to eat and to make sarcastic remarks about when D.J. herself is cursed with a doubly fast mouth: She'll eat anything in sight, and she doesn't know how or when to keep quiet. Her father is an obsessed archaeologist, her mother's hooked on Barbara Cartland, and D.J. Depend on Peters ( Street of the Five Moons, etc.) to come up with another no-nonsense, real-person heroine-meet pleasingly plump anthropologist D.J.