Green Table

When Reane Foster is approached by the Edinburg Institution of Archeology, EIA to help achieve their goal of building a better future for childrens' history education. Renae sees it as an opportunity to build a lasting name for herself in a male dominant field. Accepting the job Renae finds herself at Mesa Verde National Park. There she meets a rather odd crew of scientists, and a detective who makes her question the motives of the EIA, and her feelings.

"I believe you might be the one to figure it out." The woman put her hand on her chin in thought. "I understand your skepticism, you wonder how any of this will work after it's done." She paused, almost like it was meant for dramatic effect, "I understand, but leave that for my team and I to figure it out." Why didn't she want her to know the details, had they not figured them out for themselves? Or was there more to this then she was letting on. "Shouldn't I get a say In what happens to them once I'm done?" Dottie's face turned hard, "You'll get the honor to publish the work, and your name will be stamped everywhere in the institute."