"Altar of the Sun" is the first of three romantic adventures in a series for Caitlin Spencer, archeologist and 'Seeker of Myths', where-in a childhood adventure becomes an adult obsession. Written in alternating Chapters in alternating times, the reader may follow Sula and Jem's search for a new land and at the same time follow Caitlin's attempts to find their final resting place 300 years later. Her quest is at times mystical as she is driven to find 'The People' and she crosses paths with many interesting characters, not the least of which is 'Bear', a man of many talents and secrets. He joins in her obsession and together they seek the truth behind the myth, at the same time discovering certain truths about themselves. Will they discover the Secret of 'The People'? Will they discover the truth about each other? Most of all, will they admit the truth about themselves?
Bear just shrugged his shoulders and stared up at the stars. Finally, he got up, went to the boulder, reached somewhere beneath it, removed a small rock, and then pushed the boulder aside, revealing a small opening. With a sweeping bow, he stood aside, waiting for her to enter. Now Caitlin was wary. He had given in too easily, and she wasn't convinced that he believed she would call in the others, as she had threatened. Or maybe, he'd just push her down a hole, move her car to another area, and claim no knowledge of her.
"So now," she stated, "you suddenly give up. Are you planning to murder me in there, or something?"
"Don't have to," he replied. "You'll die before you get fifty feet inside."
He said it so matter-of-factly that it chilled her to the bone. She was a professional; she had been in many dangerous places and situations, yet he seemed so certain she would die. He didn't seem to give a damn if she did, either. He was one cold-blooded bastard, much worse than the psycho who had attacked her. He had called her bluff, she suddenly realized, and he knew he had the upper hand. So, she could storm into the cave, possibly to die, or she could fold her cards and admit defeat. Well, she thought, it will be the first time.
She sat back down, resigned to her loss. She looked at his face and noticed, for the first time that, although his face was grim and non-committal, his eyes were twinkling.
"Damn you!" Caitlin shouted. "You'd have let me go in there and die, wouldn't you?"
"You aren't that stupid," Bear answered. "Just stubborn, or full of spit. Either way, I like it." He gave her a big grin.
Now Caitlin was really mad, and the madder she got, the more he grinned. This was a new experience, she realized. Men, even her father, had always treated her with deference, because of her looks, or her knowledge. This man treated her as . . . as . . . an equal! This revelation expelled her anger in an instant, almost humbling her . . . almost.
"Okay, big guy," she said, grinning back, "you win. Now what?"
"I'll lead you into the cave, and show you what I've found," Bear said. "Then, I'll ask you for whatever interpretation you can make. That work for you?"
"Sure, if you'll tell me why you're so interested in these nomads," Caitlin replied. "Also, why are you following me? You watched me during the cave tour, and afterwards. You followed me to the Hole-in-the-Wall, and now you're here. Too shy to ask for a date?"
"That's how I get my dates," Bear said, tongue in cheek. "I watch them take the tour, pick out an likely, unescorted female, run through a mile of dark, dangerous cave, then two miles over the mountain, where I divine which vehicle is hers, sabotage it so it breaks down before they get to the freeway, then I stop to offer help, telling her we can't get parts until the next day, then offer to let her spend the night with me. You'd be surprised how well it works."