A murder is just another death until it’s not. Lives depend on Inspector Philip Mercer discovering and twisting it to fit the desires of the Board of Directors. But who’s to say he can’t also turn this to his own advantage?
Beautiful Mimi was warm and pink, wrapped in the bedsheets next to him. Mme Louise was pale and dead. Yet, the dead provide advantages the living can’t. And there are plenty of Mimi’s in the city.
Somewhere in the city of the Crystal Caves, eyes watch his every move. Only his thoughts are his own, but Phillip doubts his own thoughts these days. Plots and plans stand between him and his goals. He’ll come out ahead, but only if he learns to trust no one.