The college-aged daughter of a wealthy widow has vanished from her home leaving nothing but a blood spatter behind. Detective Lucas Davenport has dealt with disturbing cases before, but none quite so macabre as this.
A house demolition provides an unpleasant surprise for Minneapolis the bodies of two girls, wrapped in plastic. It looks like they've been there a long time. Lucas Davenport knows exactly how long. In 1985, Davenport was a young cop with a reputation for recklessness, and the girls' disappearance was a big deal. His bosses ultimately declared the case closed, but he never agreed with that. Now that he has a chance to investigate it all over again, one thing is becoming increasingly clear: It wasn't just the bodies that were buried. It was the truth.
Clara Rinker is a pleasant, soft-spoken, low-key Southerner. She's also the best hitwoman in the business. Lucas Davenport should know - she almost killed him. That was then and this is now.
The past presents a harrowing case and an unsettling personal dilemma for Lucas Davenport when the death of a model leads him to suspect one of his own men.
When his bank-robbing wife is gunned down during a shoot-out with the cops, Dick LaChaise swears revenge on each officer involved in her death. Now Deputy Police Chief Lucas Davenport feels powerless as LaChaise mounts a campaign of terror. The husband of one officer is brutally murdered. The wife of another executed at work. As the tension mounts, Davenport knows he must stop the madman before he turns on Davenport’s loved ones.
