For readers of Jane Harper and Dervla McTiernan, with the psychological unease of Nicci French and a whisper of John Connolly's supernatural dread, comes the first standalone from the multi-award-winning author of the Hana Westerman series.
Chloe is about to have the worst day of her life.
A rookie cop in Sydney, she responds to a call-out on a housing estate: reports of a gunman, a building in lockdown, backup still minutes away. Going in alone, Chloe is pulled upwards ? floor by floor ? until she reaches the roof.
There, a split-second decision ends in death.
Afterwards, Chloe starts to unravel. She can't sleep. Can't trust what she saw. Can't stop reliving the moment: the same rooftop, the same man, the same fatal fall. PTSD, her superiors say. Trauma. Guilt.
But fellow cop Kingston, Chloe's Maori boyfriend, believes something else is at work. That the dead don't always rest. That something ? or someone ? is pushing her back to that day for a reason.
As Chloe digs into the victim, a drug dealer with enemies on both sides of the law, the official story begins to fracture. The fall from the roof may have been a tragic accident ? but the chain of events that put him there was anything but. And the more Chloe uncovers, the more dangerous the truth becomes.
To expose it, she'll have to risk her career, her sanity, and the life she's barely holding together.
Because the worst day of her life may not be over yet.
