"We have to keep the contents of the urn a secret between the three of us."
"Heel Stone?" His eyes widened. The hand holding his cup of coffee began to shake. Coffee sloshed onto the table as he set it down. He peered around the lab double-checking to make sure no one else was there. Beads of perspiration appeared at his hairline. He leaned toward Dee and whispered, "You can't be talking about Stonehenge, can you?"