decades.
“Yes, ma’am. Doing a first-century synagogue. Been planning it for months. Crew’s set. Got my regulars in Israel, meeting up with a field supervisor in Toronto on Saturday. Just finalizing my own travel arrangements now. Pain in the gumpy. Do you have any idea how rare these things are?”
Gumpies?
“There are first-century synagogues at Masada and Gamla. That’s about it.”
“Sounds like a terrific opportunity. Listen, I’m glad I caught you. Got a favor to ask.”
“Shoot.”
I described Kessler’s print, leaving out specifics as to how I’d obtained it.
“Pic was shot in Israel?”
“I’m told it came from Israel.”
“It dates to the sixties?”
“‘October ’63’ is written on the back. And some kind of notation. Maybe an address.”
“Pretty vague.”
“Yes.”
“I’ll be glad to check it out.”
“I’ll scan the image and send it by e-mail.”
“I’m not optimistic.”
“I appreciate your willingness to take a look.”
I knew what was coming. Jake reran the shtick like a bad beer ad.
“You gotta come dig with us, Tempe. Get back to your archaeological roots.”
“There’s nothing I’d like better, but I can’t take off now.”
“One of these days.”
“One of these days.”
After our call, I hurried to the imaging section, scanned Kessler’s photo, and transferred the. jpg file to the computer in my lab. Then I hurried back, logged on, and transmitted the image to Jake’s in-box at UNCC.
Back to Ferris’s shattered head.
Cranial fractures show tremendous variability in patterning. The successful interpretation of any given pattern rests on an understanding of the biomechanical properties of bone, combined with a knowledge of the intrinsic and extrinsic factors involved in fracture production.
Simple, right? Like quantum physics.
Though bone seems rigid, it actually has a certain amount of elasticity. When subjected to stress, a bone yields and changes shape. When its limits of elastic deformation are exceeded, the bone fails, or fractures.
That’s the biomechanical bit.
In the head, fractures travel the paths of least resistance. These paths are determined by things such as vault curvature, bony buttressing, and sutures, the squiggly junctures between individual bones.
Those are the intrinsic factors.
Extrinsic factors include the size, speed, and angle of the impacting object.
Think of it this way. The skull is a sphere with bumps and curves and gaps. There are predictable ways in which that sphere fails when walloped by an impacting object. Both a. 22-caliber bullet and a two-inch pipe are impacting objects. The bullet’s just moving a whole lot faster and striking a smaller area.
You get the idea.
Despite the massive damage, I knew I was seeing an atypical pattern in Ferris’s head. The more I looked, the more uneasy I grew.
I was placing an occipital fragment under the microscope when the phone rang. It was Jake Drum. This time there was no leisurely “hey.”
“Where did you say you got this photo?”
“I didn’t. It-”
“Who gave it to you?”
“A man named Kessler. But-”
“Do you still have it?”
“Yes.”
“How long will you be in Montreal?”
“I’m leaving for a quick trip to the States on Saturday, but-”
“If I divert to Montreal tomorrow, can you show me the original?”
“Yes. Jake-”
“I’ve got to phone the airlines.” His voice was so taut it could have moored theQueen Mary. “In the meantime, hide that print.”
I was listening to a dial tone.
4
I STARED AT THE PHONE.
What could be so important that Jake would change plans he’d been making for months?
I centered Kessler’s photo on my blotter.
If I was right about the paintbrush, the body was oriented north-south with the head facing east. The wrists were crossed on the belly. The legs were fully extended.
Except for some displacement of the pelvic and foot bones, everything looked anatomically correct.
Too correct.
A patella sat perfectly positioned at the end of each femur. No way kneecaps stay in place that well.
Something else was off.
The right fibula was on the inside of the right tibia. It should have been on the outside.
Conclusion: the scene had been doctored.
Had an archaeologist tidied the bones for a pic, or did the repositioning reflect some meaning?
I carried the photo to the scope, lowered the power, and positioned the fiber-optic light.
The soil around the bones was marked with footprints. Under magnification, I could make out at least two sole patterns.
Conclusion: more than one person had been present.
I took a shot at gender.
The skull’s orbital ridges were large, the jaw square. Only the right half of the pelvis was visible, but the sciatic notch looked narrow and deep.
Conclusion: the individual was male, more probably than not.
I shifted to age.
The upper dentition looked relatively complete. The lower dentition had gaps and teeth in poor alignment. The right pubic symphysis, one of the surfaces at which the pelvic halves meet in front, was tipped toward the lens. Though the photo was grainy, the symphyseal face looked smooth and flat.
Conclusion: the individual was a young to middle-aged adult. Possibly.
Terrific, Brennan. A grown-up dead guy with bad teeth and rearranged bones. Possibly.
“Now we’re getting somewhere,” I mimicked Ryan.
The clock said one-forty. I was starving.
Removing my lab coat, I clicked off the fiber-optic light and washed up. At the door, I hesitated.
Returning to the scope, I collected the photo and slid it under an agenda in my desk drawer.
By three I was no clearer on the Ferris fragments than I’d been at noon. If anything, I was more frustrated.
People can reach only so far. They shoot themselves in the forehead, the temple, the mouth, the chest. They do not shoot themselves in the spine or the back of the head. It’s too hard to position a barrel there and keep a finger or toe on the trigger. So bullet path can often be used to distinguish suicide from homicide.
