NO BODY

NO BODY
A Rebecca Walsh Thriller

Special Agent Rebecca Walsh doesn't investigate crime scenes. She reads them - every skid mark, every drop of blood, every displaced grain of dirt rearranging itself into a story only she can see. It's a gift she's paid for her whole life, in a mind that counts every breath, every step, every heartbeat, just to keep from flying apart.

The wreckage of a private jet in the Colorado mountains should be a closed case: pilot error, two dead, filed and forgotten. But the seat cushions tell a different story. Someone survived the crash. Someone dressed their own wound, vanished into the trees, and left behind three strands of hair that don't belong to anyone on the manifest.

Before Rebecca can pull the thread, the case is ripped out of her hands. Homeland Security seizes the evidence. Her mentor - the only person who ever trusted her - tells her to walk away. Above your clearance, he says. Above mine.

She doesn't walk away. She hides the vial in her desk drawer instead.

Because somewhere out there is a man who shouldn't exist, protected by people powerful enough to erase a body from a federal crash site - and Rebecca Walsh has just made herself the only person alive who knows he's real.

Some secrets aren't buried. They're just waiting for someone patient enough to count every angle.