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of unexplainable history.  Pre-historic civilizations are the only possible answer.  And he’s the archaeologist doing the most innovative research.  So, I don’t regret it.  I just wish…”
    “He was a normal human being?” Laney deadpanned.
    Drew barked out a laugh.  “Exactly.”
    Laney didn’t disagree with Drew’s interest.  Before she’d turned to criminology, she’d thought hard about archaeology, for many of the same reasons that Drew had mentioned.  According to mainstream archeology, the dawn of civilization began around 3,000 BC.  Yet, there were more and more archaeological sites and discoveries of great skill that were being uncovered that pre-dated that arbitrary timeline.  The Piri Reis map, the research of Steen-McIntyre, Puma Punku.  None of them could be explained by the traditional timeline.  She knew why Drew was so passionate about the topic.  She just really wished the academic who was top in the field wasn't also such an ass.
    She grabbed her exercise bag as she headed down the stairs.  “Well, at least I got you to laugh.  And I hate to do this to you, but can I call you later?  I’m heading to my self-defense class.”
    “You still teaching that?”
    “Yup.  Every Saturday, me and Rocky have a group of anywhere between five and twenty women we take through the paces.”  Rocky, a.k.a. Detective Rochelle Martinez, was a pint-sized powerhouse.  Six months ago, she and Laney had started offering a free women’s self-defense class Saturday mornings. 
    “Maybe that’s what I need.  Some martial arts.  I liked those classes you took me to in undergrad.”
    Laney smiled.  She’d been studying martial arts since she’d been a kid.  And she always loved introducing people to the discipline.  But Drew, while a gym enthusiast, was not exactly the most coordinated student she had ever taught.  “Well, I think exercise is always good,” she said diplomatically, as she waved goodbye to Kati and headed outside.
    Walking down the porch, she crossed the lawn to her silver Pathfinder.  “I really do need to go, though.  Can I call you later?”
    “Um, yeah.  Actually, though, I have a favor to ask.”
    “Anything.” 
    “Any chance you could read over a paper I’ve been working on?”
    “I thought you weren’t allowed to share any of that work,” she teased as she threw her bag into the passenger seat.
    “I’m not.  But I thought maybe if I showed him something that we could send out, it would kind of pave the way for some of the bigger findings we're going to be revealing down the road.  Before I give it to him, though, it has to be perfect.  I want to make sure there are no glaring errors in the logic, or God forbid, a typo.  But I really need you to keep this on the down low.”
    Laney hopped into the driver’s seat and hit the speakerphone button on the cell.  “Not a problem.  I have some papers to grade tonight.  I can look at it tomorrow, though, and get some comments back to you by around lunch.  Will that work?”
    She could practically feel Drew's relief pour through the phone.  “That would be incredible.”
    Putting the truck into reverse, she started to back out of the drive.  “What's the paper on, anyway?”
    Drew was silent.  She waited for a slow-moving Honda to pass and maneuvered out, onto the street.  “Drew?”
    The sigh was barely audible, but she caught it.  “Promise me you’ll be open-minded?”
    “Of course.”
    “It’s on an ancient technologically-advanced society that existed prior to written history.”
    Laney slammed on the brakes and stared at her phone, knowing exactly what Drew was trying to avoid saying.  “Drew, are you talking about what I think you’re talking about?”
    “Yes.  It’s about Atlantis.”
     
     

CHAPTER 2
     
    Saint Paul, MN
     
    A few stray beer bottles rattled along the street, blown by the wind.  Gideon curled his lip in distaste.  Neighborhoods like this disgusted him. It