The Thief of time is a beautifully written and observed piece. It is thriller, mystery, life, saga and page turner. Jim Chee is set on detecting just who has stolen the flat bed truck from the police depot - a theft that seems to be more about buck passing within the force rather than detection. While he is supposed to be watching a back hoe is stolen from the depot.
Meantime Joe Leaphorn, only days away from retirement after the death of his beloved, Emma, is put on to a case of Grave Robbing. A respected archaeologist, Eleanor Double-Barrelled-Surname, has been accused of stealing pots from Anasazi grave sites. Only when Leaphorn turns up at the accommodation it seems she is actually missing.
Leaphorn's second senses are aroused when it turns out the backhoe and flatbed truck appear to be related to whatever has happened to the missing woman too.
The ensuing novel is a wonderful crossing over of crimes, of lives intertwined, of coincidences which turn out to be significant later on, and nicely observed human foibles. Beneath all of this Leaphorn is mourning for his lost wife and trying to come to terms with his life without her. It is a nice intertwining of his life prior to meeting her and his life how, and reflected in the lives of the two archaeologists who are left at the site.
Jim Chee, meanwhile, the more traditional of the two policemen, is struggling with his own personal life - the teacher he loved has gone back to her life away from the reservation, and he is left wondering if the lawyer, Janet Pete, could be the one for him. Their personal lives are anything but straightforward. While the personal lives do not play at centre stage, as the reader, you are aware of what underlies the personal lives of the detectives.
The climax of the novel draws all the seeming loose strings in together beautifully. There is redemption where it is needed and loss is muted. Quite simply: I love Tony Hillerman. I am glad I still have a few more of his novels to read.