A dead body, a dubious admirer, and an explosive conclusion is just another day at the office for Cyn Steele.

A body in the driveway of her seaside mansion is the last thing Dr. Cyn Steele expected to find when she returned home from a trip abroad. It’s not the first time she’s seen a dead man, it’s not even the fiftieth. But it is the first time one has been left as a calling card. Is it a warning or a message? She doesn’t know, but the sexy new chief of police is more than interested in helping her figure it out.

When Joe Harris accepted the position as chief of police for the small town of Cos Cob, he was expecting jaywalking tickets and the occasional fender bender. He was not expecting body dumps, Somali pirates, or the whirlwind that is Cyn Steele. And while he’d rather forgo the first two, spending time with Cyn is definitely no hardship.

Unraveling the message of the body takes a dark twist when Cyn and Joe discover the young man’s ties to some rather unsavory people—people intent on wreaking havoc on the city of Boston just as it celebrates a beloved national holiday. It’s a race against time that takes them from Massachusetts to East Africa and back again. Failure is not an option, even if it costs them their lives.