Chapter 13“What do you mean, it's off limits?”
“Perdón, Profesor,” Belenos Ontonio said, looking across the dusty counter. “La Condestábela has ordered that no one go near the excavation site. And she's placed it under twenty-four hour guard to enforce the order.”
Culann stood in the reception area of the University office once occupied by Archeologist Ríoghan Tanguy. Piles of boxes lining one wall and desks stacked atop one another indicated a move in progress. Sionann and Finnán waited outside, the three of them having arrived at Santiago de Compostela just a few hours ago. Neither had quite recovered from their night of debauchery.
“Perhaps we'll just go up to the obeliscos, then.” He reached for the door.
Belenos blanched. “If El Profesor so wishes.”
“You wouldn't recommend it, Do
