Harry Jordan has a Harvard law degree and a trust fund set up by his grandfather that made him rich. He is senior detective for Boston PD, recently broken up with his fiancé, Mallory Malone - who had quit her investigative TV detective show for him. Harry has gone to his lake house to get away from it all and to do some serious thinking. He decides to chuck it all and join Mallory in Paris, for the first time putting her above his career. Unfortunately, an explosion, devastating house fire, and murder interfere. This is a masterful who-dunnit with resonating human relationship aspects. Although multiple suspects are presented, the reader invariably solves the crime, experiences some doubt, and is finally gratified to learn that he/she is every bit as smart as he/she thought he/she was.
"Regret is a terrible emotion; it erodes the soul with its what if's and might have been's and if only's."
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