Everybody knows there is a market in stolen antiquities, as evidenced by the thousands of these items that have been looted from museums over the years. However, the most ancient antiquities predate these stolen tools and artworks by millions of years. Until recently, I was unaware that a lucrative black market also existed for dinosaur bones (or, more precisely, dinosaur fossils). The plot of David Housewright’s mostly entertaining new mystery, “Them Bones,” revolves around the theft of one such fossil, a rare ankylosaurus skull, and the efforts of Housewright’s series protagonist, Rushmore McKenzie, to find and recover the skull.
Rushmore McKenzie is a retired St. Paul, MN, police detective who operates as an unlicensed private investigator, doing favors for friends. In “Them Bones,” that friend is Angela Bjork, a young woman who saved McKenzie’s life a few years earlier. She’s now a doctoral student in paleontology who found the ankylosaurus skull at a dig in a remote area of Montana. Unfortunately, when the skull (about the size of a washing machine) was loaded onto a pickup truck for transport to a museum in Minnesota, the truck and its load were stolen from the camp at night. Bjork enlists McKenzie’s help to recover the skull, which might be worth millions at auction on the black market.
Once McKenzie “takes” the case, “Them Bones” reads like a fascinating police procedural. Most mystery novels involve murders, so it was refreshing to encounter one that requires solving a theft instead. The book reminded me of the 70s TV series “Banacek,” in which the hero solved seemingly impossible thefts. Here, the heist itself is relatively routine, but figuring out who was responsible is more complex. McKenzie quickly surmises that someone with knowledge of the dig (mostly other students and professors) was involved and tipped off the actual thieves. He reviews the police reports from Montana (misspellings and grammatical errors abound). He interviews those present when the skull was stolen and pieces together what actually happened that night based on sometimes subtle differences in the various accounts. McKenzie also talks to some helpful FBI agents, even though the theft from private land isn’t a federal crime. He gets less help from some fences who might be involved in a sale of the skull and insurance representatives who might be on the hook for a ransom payout.
Reading “Them Bones” was an educational experience for me. I learned a great deal about the logistics of digging for dinosaur bones. (Progress is very slow to avoid damage once the fossils are located. In real life, no complete ankylosaurus skeleton has ever been found.) On a less savory note, I learned more about how thieves could convert their prize into cash. And, on an even less savory note, some characters McKenzie questions describe the cutthroat nature of academic competition for professorships (something Bjork and some of the other students at the dig seek). Sexism is present in the halls of academia. Somewhat surprisingly, the author doesn’t reveal much about the little-known ankylosaurus, aside from noting that the skull was very rare. I did my own research on that subject.
I really enjoyed the first two-thirds of “Them Bones.” Rushmore McKenzie is a likable individual (it makes gathering information easier) with a good sense of humor. The author has adopted an unusual narrative style. McKenzie narrates most of the novel as if speaking directly to the reader. However, he occasionally hears from what he calls his “inner voice,” which gives him guidance by suggesting, for example, that he should make a special note of one particular fact a witness relayed. These inner voice messages are usually only a phrase or sentence long, and they are italicized in the text. Also, when Bjork seeks McKenzie’s help, she gives him a detailed account of what took place at the dig over the months before the skull was stolen. The author conveys this information through a third-person narrative that spans the first few chapters of the book. These narrative conventions may sound complex, but readers should have little difficulty following them.
Unfortunately, about two-thirds of the way through the book, McKenzie discovers that the skull and thieves may now be in Canada. So, his recovery mission takes him to Canada, where he masquerades as a shady, fictitious character (complete with fake identification) interested in buying the skull. He winds up competing with the “real” McKenzie, who has already announced that he’s willing to buy back the skull. If that description sounds complex, it is, and it’s also confusing for readers and ultimately uninteresting.
The last part of “Them Bones” was a major letdown for me. The author introduces several new characters and plot complications, none of which were very interesting. At one point, McKenzie goes to Niagara Falls, although the only reason for his trip seems to be to note that he was standing at the same spot where the climax of the classic noir thriller “Niagara” took place. McKenzie’s companion on his Canadian sojourn is a stunningly attractive mystery woman with the intriguing name of “Heavenly.” She apparently appeared in several earlier books in this series, but those, like me, who are new to the series will have little idea of what she actually does. Her only function here is as a convenient plot device, giving McKenzie any needed information while he’s with her in Canada.
I enjoyed the first two-thirds of “Them Bones”; I did not like the last third. The author’s writing becomes flabby, less focused, and more confusing. I think he tried to turn the search for the dinosaur skull into an updated version of “The Maltese Falcon” with McKenzie in the role of Sam Spade. It didn’t work. However, most of the book was highly entertaining and informative. So, I’m giving “Them Bones” a three-star rating and a marginal recommendation. When the action stays in the United States, the book is highly enjoyable, but when it moves to Canada, much of the entertainment value stays home.
NOTE: The publisher graciously provided me with a copy of this book through NetGalley. However, the decision to review the book and the contents of this review are entirely my own.