Chapitre 32: Chapter 32: A Face for Media

Andrew looked at Hoffman, then back at the excavation.

“We haven’t found too many rings, you’ve seen all we have retrieved so far.”

“There’s still more excavating to do,” Hoffman said. “It could still be here.”

Arras frowned, “I looked at her fingers, the ring wasn’t there.”

A thoughtful silence fell on the group. Taigh suddenly stepped forward as his brother stared out the window.

“I would like to thank you all for your hard work. Hopefully, we will continue to piece together more Mordhas mysteries,” Taigh said.

Hoffman cleared his throat, “If those bones do belong to your parents, and all proof so far points that way, I will need to notify certain, uh, people. They will want to put this in papers, magazines, and even T.V., they will want photos…”

His voice drifted off as Arras’ head slowly turned to glare at the old archeologist.

“Is this some joke?” Arras hissed.

Rhea felt chills run down her spine, Arras was angry.