After Laurie Collins left him and headed west, New Jersey defense attorney Andy Carpenter didn’t expect to ever see her again. So he’s shocked when his ex-girlfriend appears on TV–and then calls him pleading for his help. Two coeds in Wisconsin have been found brutally stabbed to death. As the town’s acting police chief, Laurie had to arrest a young college student with a carful of bloodstains who argued with one of the victims just before her death. Yet Laurie strongly believes that the suspect, Jeremy Davidson, is innocent.
Trading the refineries and factories of Paterson for the frozen pastures of Findlay, Wisconsin, Andy soon finds himself in a small town handling a big-time double homicide case. He looks into Jeremy’s romance with one of the victims–and the possible involvement of a bizarre religious cult–one that may sanction the most unholy, and vicious, of acts.
While Andy tries to save Jeremy, make sense of his love life, and find a decent pizza for his beloved dog, Tara, the secrets of an ultra-religious community begin to rain down on him like bricks from a cracked fortress. But as Edgar?-nominated Rosenfelt proves to us once again, the path to the truth is littered with lies and misdirection. And before it’s all over, the unexpected is the only thing Andy can count on.