From the back of the book: In the depths of an unmapped cave, forensic anthropologist Diane Fallon makes an astonishing discovery: a decades-old skeleton. Soon, the remains of two more bodies are found----one in an old car submerged in the waters of an abandoned quarry, another buried in the Georgia woods. With nothing to link the dissimilar victims except desiccated bones, Diane can't fathom the connection. But someone in the shadows does. It's the key to a mystery that reaches back seventy years in a heritage of love, greed, and murder---to an unearthed family secret that still holds the power to kill.
There's that fine line that forensic mystery writers walk and tend to stomp the reader to just about tears of boredom with the in-the-weeds forensic medical speak.
Beverly Connor has mastered the tightwire and not a bored tear to be found while reading this pretty exciting quick-turn-the-page-see-what's-going-to-happen-next kind of suspense.
I liked the mixture of getting to see Diane Fallon's life outside the labs and museum while she went caving with friends. Granted going caving and finding a body must just go with the territory.
I don't know how Diane Fallon keeps everything separate and straight in her cranium. Her forensic crime lab is in the museum and she is lead in both arenas. She garners a lot of my respect (yeah, I know she's a fictional character).
There are plenty of bones, bodies and stories to go around, lots to keep the interest going and reasonable red herrings to toss about.
Five go caving and find bodies and bones beans.......