She carefully placed the femur back into its space and closed the lid. “I want these remains retested.”
“But—”
Sigrid held a hand up, cutting George off in mid protest. “I know you said you’ve already extracted what you could. Try again. Find a way.”
His mouth slammed shut and his lips pressed together into a thin line. “Ok. I’ll see what I can dig up.”
“In the meantime, let’s concentrate on getting the rest of the museum’s remains tested. We need to figure out which box contains the correct label for these bones, in case it contains additional information.” She placed a protective hand over the box, patted it gently. “I think we may have found another Sister.”
George’s eyes went round in his face and he huffed out a laugh. “Holy shit.”
“My thoughts exactly,” she said, and spent the remainder of the workday helping him and the rest of their team collect and test samples.