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Today we have an interview with Doctor Isabella Mumphrey an anthropologist who specializes in Native American studies. She’s a genius who graduated with her doctorate at the age of twenty-two and just participated in her first dig experience outside of the United States.
Tell us about your family. We are dysfunctional. When my affluent parents discovered I had a high IQ they sent me to boarding schools, only visiting or having me home during the short breaks. I attended camps for exceptional kids during the summers so I didn’t see as much of them as I would have liked. Then the shock I received at the end of my Guatemala trip… Let’s just say my parents had been keeping a lot from me!
What was the scariest moment of your life? Lying on a stone alter, being prepared for human sacrifice and not being able to make my body work.
As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up? I was fascinated by Native American cultures at a young age. My mother is a quarter Hopi. Early in my life I set my sights on studying Native American cultures.
What are your favorite TV shows? I didn’t have time for TV growing up and I still don’t watch TV. But I love movies, especially Indiana Jones. The way he wields a whip and fights against evil all while saving artifacts…*sigh*
What is your favorite meal? Any! LOL I have a high metabolism and eat constantly yet gain very little weight. It’s as much a curse as people who can look at chocolate and gain weight. *Nod to my creator*
What are you passionate about these days? A certain Venezuelan hottie named Augustino Constantine that I met in Guatemala. Oh wait, we have passion. Hot, tropical passion. I can’t get enough of his accent, his tough exterior, oozy soft heart, and passion. He can make my toes curl just telling me what he’s going to do to me. Yep, he has brought a whole lot of passion to my life. But what I’m passionate about is discovering a blood heritage between the North, Central and South American Natives.
What would we find under your bed? Boxes containing the different items I keep in my survival tin and vest. I don’t go to any dig site or assignment without both. The tin has everything I would ever need to stay alive or get out of tight spots. I used the contents both in Guatemala and Mexico City to save my life and Tino’s.
What one word best describes you? Driven
Do you have a favorite quote, quip, or saying? What is it? “I think it’s time to ask yourself; what do you in?” from Indiana Jones.
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What happens when a brilliant anthropologist is lured to the jungle to be used as a human sacrifice?
Child prodigy and now Doctor of Anthropology, Isabella Mumphrey, is about to lose her job at the university. In the world of publish or perish, her mentor’s request for her assistance on a dig is just the opportunity she’s been seeking. If she can decipher an ancient stone table—and she can—she’ll keep her department. She heads to Guatemala, but drug trafficking bad guys, artifact thieves, and her infatuation for her handsome guide wreak havoc on her scholarly intentions.
DEA agent Tino Kosta, is out to avenge the deaths of his family. He’s deep undercover as a jaguar tracker and sometimes jungle guide, but the appearance of a beautiful, brainy anthropologist heats his Latin blood taking him on a dangerous detour that could leave them both casualties of the jungle.
She deposited her backpack on the floor at her feet. The horn handle of a twelve inch Guatemalan blade protruded from the side pocket. Tino’s curiosity spiked another notch.
“I have a reservation. Dr. Isabella Mumphrey.”
Tino snapped the paper down and stared even harder at the woman. This was the frumpy, old anthropologist he was to guide? His gaze scanned the length of her one more time while tuning in the conversation.
“Ahh, Dr. Mumphrey, Dr. Martin said you were to get the finest room, no?” The clerk acted like a simpering fool giving the doctor her key and expounding on all the wonders of the hotel.
“Gracias. May I borrow a paper and pencil? I need to make a list for the taxi driver.”
The clerk handed her the items. She stepped to the side of the counter and began writing.
Why would she make a list for a taxi driver? Curious, Tino folded the paper and strolled to a spot beside her. So intent on her list, she didn’t even acknowledge his presence as he leaned, reading the items. Army knife, candle, braided fishing line, hooks, swivels, 24 gauge snare wire…
“You are planning a trip into the jungle, no?”
She started at his voice. Deep green eyes rimmed in gold stared at him from behind wire-rimmed lenses. She blinked, focused on him, and narrowed her eyes.
“Didn’t your mother teach you manners? You don’t look over people’s shoulders to see what they’re doing.” She picked up her list and held it to her damp shirt.
“Mi mamá did teach me manners, no? I am Tino Kosta, your guide to the dig at Ch’ujuña.” He held out his hand waiting for her to shake.
Her gaze traveled from his extended hand up his arm to his face. She squinted her eyes and glared at him.
“You’re not of Mesoamerican descent, so you can’t possibly be my guide. Are you in cahoots with the disgusting little man who stole my property?” She bent toward her backpack, giving him a good view down the front of her blouse.
Si, she didn’t wear a bra. The nipples peaking through her clingy shirt sat atop a palm-sized mound. Now, being a man who liked his hands filled to overflowing when it came to handling a woman—
“¡Carajo!” The pointed end of the large knife that had been tucked in the doctor’s backpack waved inches from his nose. “What is this about?” A woman who ran around without undergarments shouldn’t be offended by a man viewing her body.
Wife, mother, grandmother, and the one who cleans pens and delivers the hay; award winning author Paty Jager and her husband currently ranch 350 acres when not dashing around visiting their children and grandchildren. She not only writes the western lifestyle, she lives it.
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