Unfortunately, I was a bit too seasoned at the “finding old bones situation”, and I didn’t even scream. I did, however, scramble back out of the hole quickly and shout for Saul. Something in the tone of my voice must have made him worry because he came running, and Saul didn’t run.
“Tell me you didn’t, Paisley Sutton,” he said as he looked at me sitting on a solid piece of the floor near the broken boards. “Again?”
I sighed and nodded. “Can you call Santiago?”
He took out his phone and dialed as if by rote, which it might have been given how many times we’d now found bodies on job sites.
As he stepped outside, I told Shelley, Jamila, Rufus, Foster, and the students what we’d found. “It’s quite old. But it’s been well-preserved under the floor.” I didn’t want to tell them the body was d
