By Tony Hillerman
Reunited by means of a grave robber and a corpse, Navajo Tribal Police Lieutenant Joe Leaphorn is making an attempt to figure out the id of a homicide sufferer, whereas Officer Jim Chee is arresting Smithsonian conservator Henry Highhawk for ransacking the sacred bones of his ancestors.
But with every one peeled-back layer, it turns into shockingly transparent that those instances are mysteriously connected—and that others are pursuing Highhawk, with deadly intentions. And the hunt for solutions to a dangerous puzzle is pulling Leaphorn and Chee into the perilous area of superstition, historic rite, and dwelling gods.
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You'd be a type of who pass merely as a kinfolk accountability. yet this loopy white guy believed. really believed. “He did,” Chee stated. “He used to be moved. He even knew phrases to the track that awakens the spirit of conversing God within the masks. He was once making a song it on the incorrect time, yet he knew the phrases. And the purpose I’m attempting to make with all this—the aspect is I’m questioned approximately this masks we came across. ” Leaphorn waited for that to be defined. “Maybe I’m unsuitable yet I don’t imagine so. I don’t imagine Highhawk might use the yei masks like that.
It’s partially on your brain, and it’s partially on your reflexes,” Elkins had instructed him. “We can get your muscle tissues outfitted up, building up your energy, via pumping iron. yet anyone can do this. That quickness, that’s anything you gotta be born with. That’s the place you were given the sting for those who know the way to take advantage of it. ” He used it now. He knew immediately that he couldn't allow himself be arrested. completely now not. might be he’d come transparent at the Santillanes affair. not really. Why else have been these Indian-looking law enforcement officials dogging him?
What number? No time to count number due to the fact they're capturing at us. Churchill’s comment concerning the pleasure of being shot at and neglected proves real. We run. one of many radiomen reappears now and shoots at us along with his pistol yet sprinters racing via timber and boulders are difficult to hit. by the point we succeed in the Charley corporation perimeter our buddies have surmised that perhaps they're surrounded. Their rifles and computing device weapons now swivel to the rear. In different phrases, at us. yet they realize our shouts, welcome us domestic, and anticipate the arriving of the difficulty we definitely have drawn down upon us all.
That made Fleck fearful. perhaps she could name the police. probably she had heard anything the final time he used to be right here whilst he advised the fats guy he may kill him if he didn’t carry directly to Mama till he may possibly locate her one other position. yet he hadn’t visible her that day, and he’d saved his voice low whilst he defined issues to the fats bastard. possibly she used to be round someplace listening. might be she wasn’t. there has been not anything he may well do approximately it. He didn’t have any techniques left. “I’ll simply cross on again there to the parlor and stopover at with Mama till he will get back,” Fleck stated.
Then he heard one other teach coming from the east. a lot speedier than the freights. it'd be the Amtrak, he idea, and grew to become to observe it come. It whistled two times, most likely for the crossing of a county street up forward. after which it was once roaring earlier. Seventy miles an hour, he guessed. no longer but slowing for its cease at Gallup. He smiled, remembering the recommendation he had positioned into Emma’s voice—that might be they stopped the Amtrak and positioned him off. He used to be shut adequate to determine the heads of individuals on the home windows, humans within the glass-roofed remark motor vehicle.