5
“I saw something weird when I was climbing down,” Bones said as they drove to their next stop.
“Was it your reflection?”
“Screw you, Maddock,” Bones said as the girls laughed.
“It was a reasonable question.” Maddock forced his grin into an expression of interest. “Okay, what was it?”
“There was something carved deep in the stone.” Bones used his hands to show as he explained. “In a recess, angled away from the trail below.”
Connie’s and Nelli’s eyes widened, but Maddock, sitting behind Nelli in the driver seat, merely nodded.
“A petroglyph of an archer,” Bones added.
“Petroglyph?” Nelli asked.
“A prehistoric stone carving,” Connie answered. She quickly added, “There’s a visiting professor at my college. I attended two of his lectures. Most recently he’s done some archeological s
