Chapter One

She walked through the summer wood, searching for what had been hidden one hundred years before she was born. First of all, her gloves were too big. Here she was, having embarked upon her first solo research assignment, and she’d had to borrow gloves from one of the locals. She could almost hear her old prof, Magnelli, chiding her for the rookie lapse.

Secondly, every tree in this forest, every single damn tree in all of Colorado, looked the same as the last. . . .