It was after midnight, in a blinding snowstorm when a beautiful young woman ran onto the Walnut Street bridge.
Unable to sleep, former Chattanooga PD detective, Harry Starke, was on that same bridge, at that same moment . . .
She saw him standing there, stopped running, stared at him shaking her head, then turned and scrambled over the rail onto the ledge and he knew what she's about to do.
She hesitated for a moment, then stepped off the ledge, just as he reached her.
He threw himself forward and managed to grab her wrist.
She looked up at him, eyes wide, terrified as she slipped through his fingers to her death in the icy waters of the Tennessee eighty feet below.

"The look on that girl’s face will haunt me for the rest of my days. I had to find the answers…"

Why was she on the bridge that terrible night?
Who was she running away from?

What did powerful US Congressman Gordon “little Billy” Harper have to do with it?

And then there’s Lester, “Shady” Tree, a crooked entrepreneur, and a man with secrets. What about him?
Why did she leap to her death into the murky waters of the Tennessee?

Harry Starke wants to know, and his search for answers leads him deep into the shadows of the city’s underworld, and, as he slowly peels back layer upon layer of an intricate secret society, and reveals their dirty secrets, the body count begins to rise. And he knows that somewhere in the mystery lies the key to Tabitha’s suicide. It is a tangled web he must unravel to find the ultimate truth.

Can Starke find the answers he needs and stop the carnage?

Welcome to the world of PI Harry Starke. He’s dark, dangerous and driven. If you love a good mystery, edge of the seat thrillers, then you’ll love this gritty series opener.