Lars Kelsen doesn't believe in psychic phenomenon. To him, visions of murder victims are a form of mental illness. Once they begin, options are limited. He can try to ignore them or deal with them by exposing a killer. Only the latter provides any semblance of peace. Temporarily, anyway.
Five years into his new life as a programmer, Kelsen-ex-crime beat reporter with a penance he can never fully satisfy-sees a victim. In person. Upright. Staring.
Typical of such past "Visits" as he calls them, he doesn't welcome this one. The nude form of a beautiful millionairess in his cubicle means murder has come to the vacation haven known as North Carolina's Outer Banks.
It means he'll have to go places he'd rather avoid. See things he'll wish he hadn't. Do things that don't come naturally, like in-your-face confrontation and bending the law. Actually, breaking the law ... but with good intent.
It also means dealing with one very attractive county coroner, who pushes his buttons in a not entirely unwelcome way.
So begins Kelsen's return to investigative reporting-complete with attempts on his life, fights, deception, and all the technological tricks, such as GPS and computer hacking, at his disposal. And maybe even finding a new love interest.
