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“The home of Scarlett O’Hara?” Summer said

“Frankly, my dear, no,” Brophy said in his best Clark Gable voice “The Hill of Tara, north of Dublin, is an ancient site regarded as the doms In the 1950s, a burial site was discovered there containing a Bronze Age skeleton that was carbon dated to around 1350 BCE”

“That’s the same era as Meritaten,” Summer said

“The body was adorned with a bronze necklace that contained turquoise-colored beads Faience beads, they call theypt They are, in fact, identical to faience beads in the gold collar piece worn by Tutankhamun”

“Could the skeleton,” Summer asked, “have been Meritaten?”

“No, it was a young male They refer to the lad as the Prince of Tara”

“If his remains have survived,” Dirk said, “then so could Meritaten’s”

“Where could she be buried?” Summer asked “You said that she died at Slieve Mish Is that a specific battlefield?”

Brophy shook his head “It’s a le Peninsula The battle likely occurred over a long front and lasted for weeks, possibly est she was buried between Slieve Mish and the sea”

“How big an area would that be?”

“Nearly twenty kiloround Our task is a bit easier” He smiled “It’s why I had you meet me in Tralee Just five kilometers south of here is where we need to be”

“Not in the mountains?”

“No, just a picturesque glen Glenscota, it’s called The historic burial place of Queen Scota”

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Pitt returned to the ainst a stone wall to conceal the front-end dauardian, Rachel, stood just inside the door and gave Pitt an unfriendly nod The rotunda was otherwise empty Pitt made his way to his room, which was dimly lit by a small table lamp He found Loren in bed, asleep