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The look old Hamilton’s face took me by surprise. He took the skull into his hands tenderly. Hamilton sank to his knees as tears streamed down his face. Looking up at us, he managed a very weak sounding, “thank you.” Then he lapsed into a silent rocking motion for several minutes before composing himself enough to raise himself up to his feet. Fishing his cel phone from a pocket, the professor hit a speed dial number and waited. “Sgt Malloy, this is Rick Hamilton. Yes, we found it.” Putting the phone back into his pocket he turned to us and started giving us the instructions concerning expanding the search for remains.
We focused our efforts in the immediate vicinity of the original find. Before long we had unearthed the complete remains of a young female with the help of a CSI unit sent by Hamilton’s detective friend who showed up with a man in handcuffs. Hamilton and Malloy explained to us that nearly twenty years ago the Professor’s wife had disappeared. The man who Malloy had brought to the scene had been a student at the schoool and considered a suspect in her disappearance. However, without a body, there was no evidence with which to arrest this man. For all these years, the Professor had been using his students to comb this area for clues. Over the years he had become a close friend of the detective who had refused to close the books on the disappearance.