The basaltic lava was only a few inches under the surface in most places, so slit trenches were not possible. Instead, the overburden was carefully du...g up and run through sorting tables to search for any artifacts. Still, the idea was to enter the temple, and for that they needed the GPR. Only the radar would find them the doorway. If they just started digging through the walls, they could easily destroy priceless artifacts and knowledge. They would be little better than grave robbers at that. Some were stronger than others. Textbooks, next to nothing. Binder, pretty bright. I picked it up and looked at it. There was a picture in the front that caught my eye. Not because the drawing was anything interesting, just a tree with a swingset in front of a house, in pencil, but it emitted quite the aura of sympathy.I slipped it out and returned her things to a state that would have made it difficult to think anything had happened, and I headed out of the area in the audience where she kept. Upon hearing some muffled laughter emanatingfrom beyond the foliage, we stopped dead in our tracks andpeeked through one of the gaps. What we saw was definitelynot a couple of decrepit octogenarians rolling around inwheel chairs.Between the villa and us was a big swimming pool, andbetween the pool and the hedge was some overstuffedsectional-style furniture covered with white vinyl. But thatwas not what caught our attention. It was the man and womanthat were using the furniture as the stage for. On her head was a black-and-white hat, an accessory she felt necessary owing to the heat and intense sunlight. Her eyes, too, were shielded in sunglasses. As she turned a corner, she caught sight of a strangely familiar face. Audrey had found her silver Audi but now she was motionless as she stared at the young lady approaching her in the street. She was striking and garbed in white, her dress oddly business-like but at the same time elegant and leisurely. When Audrey finally took notice of the.