Dimensions: 413 pages
Published: September 2, 1997
The following ISBNs are associated with this title:
ISBN - 10: 0684841177
ISBN - 13: 9780684841175
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From Chapter 1 I WASN''T THINKING ABOUT THE MAN WHO''D BLOWN HIMSELF UP. Earlier I had. Now I was putting him together. Two sections of skull lay in front of me, and a third jutted from a sand-filled stainless steel bowl, the glue still drying on its reassembled fragments. Enough bone to confirm identity. The coroner would be pleased. It was late afternoon, Thursday, June 2, 1994. While the glue set, my mind had gone truant. The knock that would break my reverie, tip my life off course, and alter my comprehension of the bounds of human depravity wouldn''t come for another ten minutes. I was enjoying my view of the St. Lawrence, the sole advantage of my cramped corner office. Somehow the sight of water has always rejuvenated me, especially when it flows rhythmically. Forget Golden Pond. I''m sure Freud could have run with that. My thoughts meandered to the upcoming weekend. I had a trip to Quebec City in mind, but my plans were vague. I thought of visiting the Plains of Abraham, eating mussels and crepes, and buying trinkets from the street vendors. Escape in tourism. I''d been in Montreal a full year, working as forensic anthropologist for the province, but I hadn''t been up there yet, so it seemed like a good program. I needed a couple of days without skeletons, decomposed bodies, or corpses freshly dragged from the river. Ideas come easily to me, enacting them comes harder. I usually let things go. Perhaps it''s an escape hatch, my way of allowing myself to double back and
From the Publisher
The raves are in -- from Edgar-winning authors and internationally
acclaimed forensic experts: Kathy Reichs and Déjà Dead are
Rarely has a debut crime novel inspired such widespread excitement.
A born storyteller, Dr. Kathy Reichs walks in the steps of her
heroine, Dr. Temperance Brennan. She spends her days in the autopsy
suite, the courtroom, the crime lab, with cops, and at exhumation
sites. Often her long days turn into harrowing nights.
It''s June in Montreal, and Tempe, who has left a shaky marriage
back home in North Carolina to take on the challenging assignment
of director of forensic anthropology for the province of Quebec,
looks forward to a relaxing weekend.
First, though, she must stop at a newly uncovered burial site in
the heart of the city. One look at the decomposed and decapitated
corpse, stored neatly in plastic bags, tells her she''ll spend the
weekend in the crime lab. This is homicide of the worst kind. To
begin to find some answers, Tempe must first identify the victim.
Who is this person with the reddish hair and a small bone
About the Author
Kathy Reichs is a forensic anthropologist for the Office of the
Chief Medical Examiner, State of North Carolina, and for the
Laboratoire des Sciences Judiciairies et de Médecine Légale for the
provinces of Quebec. She is one of only fifty forensic
anthropologists certified by the American Board of Forensic
Anthropology and is on the Board of Directors of the American
Academy of Forensic Sciences. A professor of anthropology at the
University of North Carolina at Charlotte, Dr. Reichs is a native
of Chicago, where she received her Ph.D. at Northwestern. She now
divides her time between Charlotte and Montreal and is a frequent
expert witness in criminal trial. Déjà Dead is her first
From Our Editors
When Dr. Temperance Brennan takes off for a
much-needed vacation in Montreal, the last thing she expects is to
get involved in yet another murder mystery. But the dismembered
body of a young woman catapults her back into her job. Worst of
all, she recognizes the grisly handiwork and is certain a serial
murderer is on the loose - if only the local police agreed.
Instead, Tempe throws herself into the investigation, examining saw
marks on the bones and unusual items left in the corpses to put the
puzzle together. As she delves further into the mystery,
Kathleen J. Reichs' young heroine puts her life
and career on the line in Deja Dead.
Barry Fisher Crime Lab Director, Los Angeles County Sheriff''s Department [Reichs] combines that intimate understanding of forensic science and death investigation with that unique ability to weave a story which will keep you in a white-knuckled state of terror.