This author has no idea of how museums and archives work, or if she does, she has worked in some extremely incompetent places. It implies that a murder is at the center of the mystery, but in reality, it plays a slow third to all investigations that occur. The police decide it was accidental and it is ignored until the murderer admits killing the victim. The main crime is that a smarmy, politician-like head of the museum is a womanizer and thief. *yawn* I can't believe I read the whole book, because it was awful right down to the bugging of the bedroom and listening to people having sex. I do not recommend this book at all if you have any knowledge of museums, archives, history, or murder.