“Bingo! A-plus on that one. Leave it where it is and dig around a bit more. You should find some others.”
Herodotus shook his head. “I don’t want anything to do with—”
“Oh, don’t be such a sissy. A bone won’t hurt you. I promise.”
“What’s it doing here?”
“I’ll tell you if you keep digging.”
Reluctantly, Herodotus kept pawing through the muddy ground.
“There’s a serial killer at work here, but the police don’t know it yet ’cause they haven’t found bodies. He buries ’em all here. We’re going to do our civic duty and alert them. Ah, I think you’ve found some more of them. Excellent. You can stop digging now.”
Herodotus got to his feet and wiped his muddy hands on his pants. No amount of wiping, though, seemed enough to get them clean. He felt a little sick at the thought of handling th
