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Yes, there were laws against sexual harassment All she had to do was file a coe that her career would stall It was the twenty-first century, woal equals of men…

But in soed

Soht to take what they wanted, especially when it came to women

“It’s alrad students said breathlessly

Sienna drew her thoughts together and focused on the jagged peak ahead of the was part of the experience She’d been on lots of ancient sites; she’d seen the sureat teht, she’d been pere

And yet, there was so special about this place

She could feel it In her bones In her heart She would never say such a thing to anyone—she was a scientist, and science scoffed at what people clai special here About this night About being here

She must have made a little sound A whisper An indrawn breath, because Jack Burden leaned toward her

“Aren’t you glad I brought you with me?” he said

He ift, but it wasn’t Sienna was months away from her doctorate; she had studied Blackwolf Canyon for two years She had earned her place on this expedition She knew everything about the canyon, from the ancients who had settled it, to the Coht for it, to its h what had become of him was uncertain

He, too, had been a warrior He’d fought in Vietnam a decade before she was born, returned home in what should have been triumph—and virtually disappeared

She’d tried to find out what had beco herself it had to do with her studies, her thesis, but it wasn’t true The ination Ridiculous, of course Cultural anthropologists studied cultures, not individuals But there was so about Jesse Blackwolf…

“Here it corad students yelled “Just another couple of minutes!”

Sienna nodded, wrapped her arms around herself and waited

Blackwolf Canyon, Montana, 5:34 am, one hour before the summer solstice, June 22, 1975

Jesse Blackwolf’s horse shifted impatiently beneath him

“Soon,” Jesse said softly, stroking a calloused hand along the animal’s satiny neck

Eyes narrowed, Jesse looked at the jagged peak ahead of him