Bodies perforated with bullets and bizarre etchings carved into flesh-ridden corpses. Among the bullet-ridden bodies was a retired mafia Don, living on a generous retirement package from the mob. A possessor of valuable information and secrets on mafia deals and services rendered on behalf of others. Another of the lead filled bodies was a friend of Susan Dax and one of the FBI’s top agents.
Why such a crime? Who orchestrated it?
The only lead and witness is a terrified man-child, holed up safely from those seeking his whereabouts. A man who knew more than he was willing to proclaim or acknowledge but less than his chasers have the need or wanted to know. He held a secret so devastating it could upset the social order, as they knew it.
Susan Dax was betting on getting to the bottom of that massacre.