Anthropology professor Gideon Oliver would prefer to keep his mind on his beautiful new bride Julie during their English honeymoon, but one intrusive question won't stop nagging at him:Who would want to steal a thirty-thousand-year-old parieto-occipital calvareal fragment?Yet someone has lifted this chunk of prehistoric human skull from a musty museum in Dorchester. Then, thirty miles away, an archaeology student is murdered, increasing tensions and suspicion at a dig that had already seethed with suspicion, rivalry, and mistrust.Could there be a connection between a hot bone and a cold-blooded murder?Gideon is called on by the police to apply the unique skills for which the media have named him "the Skeleton Detective," and he reluctantly agrees. Before he's done, his sleuthing will lead him to another murder and will--in the most literal and terrifying manner imaginable--sic the dogs on him, putting Gideon himself, and Julie as well, in mortal danger...
