The company chairman lay dead in the woods, his eyes unseeing, his orange hunting jacket punctuated by a bullet at close range. Around him stood the four executive with whom he had been hunting, each with reason not to be sorrowful about the man's death. In a book, Lucas Davenport thought, it would seem like one of those classic murder mysteries - the kind where the detective gathers everyone together at the end and solves the case.
But it wasn't going to be that easy, he knew. There were currents running through this group, hints and whispers of something much greater than the murder of a single man. Some time soon, unless he could stop it, there would be other deaths, and Davenport couldn't help but wonder if maybe this time the final death might not be his own.
