A crime scene in a small town brings together a Christian cop, two veteran forensic investigators, and a police chaplain. One of the investigators is battling his own internal spiritual warfare from horrific crime scenes of his past. This seemingly impossible challenge brings this quartet face to face with evil as they try to stop a sociopathic homicidal maniac with ties to the small town before he kills again. Their investigation helps them understand God’s ways in dealing with evil and bringing justice to what is an overwhelming injustice. Lives hanging in the balance to the very end, international intrigue, and the dogged determination of the investigators entice the reader on to each next page.

"Here you are, miss," said the red-faced cabby, putting his head in at the cab window, "this is Miss Melford's school." It was a large, many windowed, white house on Hertford Green, in sight of the famous spires of Silverbridge, and was for some six months to be both home and school to me, Gloria Dene. I was late in my arrival, and I was tired, for I had come all the way from Erlingham in the heart of Norfolk, and moreover, I was hungry, and just a little homesick, and already wanted to return to the old homestead and to Uncle Gervase and Aunt Ducie, who had taken the place of my parents. The cabman gave a loud rat-a-tat with the lion-headed knocker, and in due course a rosy-faced servant maid opened the door and ushered me in. Then she preceded me through a broad flagged hall, lit by crimson lamps. And as I went I heard a sweet and thrilling voice singing, "Home, home, sweet, sweet home, Be it ever so humble there's no place like home."