Your mother didn't die of a heart attack.

Some messages you can't unread.  The text came from a number she didn't recognize — and it changed everything. Mara Fenn thought she knew what killed her mother.  Three years ago she learned she couldn't trust her own memory. She drove to Galen to sign paperwork and sell a dead woman's house. 

Four days. No complications. Galen had other plans.
A handyman has vanished. A teenager is dead at the bottom of an embankment, his bicycle twenty feet away. The sheriff smiles at all the right moments and buries everything else in a folder. 

Two strangers are texting her warnings she doesn't fully understand.  And everyone she thought she could trust knew more than they told her. Her mother left her a house, an address book, and an answer nobody was supposed to find. 

She'd been asking the same questions. She didn't make it out.

Mara used to know how to do this. Galen is going to make her remember.