Just as his love life hits the rocks and he must investigate Turkish gangs, Tom Thorne begins to receive blurred photos of dead men on his cell phone, murders connected to a psychopath just released from prison.

Tom Thorne is enjoying a Valentine's Day break with his girlfriend, DS Helen Weeks, when he becomes involved in a case concerning two young girls who have been abducted. The prime suspect in the case is the husband of an old schoolfirend of Helen's. Thorne becomes convinced that, despite overwhelming evidence of the man's guilt, the police have got the wrong person.

Its been twenty five years since Tom Thorne last went to work wearing the Queens cloth but now having stepped out of line once too often hes back in uniform. Hes no longer a detective and he hates it. Still struggling to adjust, Thorne becomes convinced that a spate of suicides among the elderly in London are something more sinister. His concerns are dismissed by the Murder Squad he was once part of and he is forced to investigate alone. Now unable...