Back in the day, Jacobia “Jake” Tiptree turned profits
managing the fortunes of Manhattan’s most fortunate. Then
she fled the rat race for a stately old fixer-upper in
easygoing Eastport, Maine. But now a rat from an even
darker corner of Jake’s past has turned up…a killer with a
blueprint for demolishing her new life.
As a
home repair enthusiast, Jake knows that nothing lasts
forever—not windows or doors, not plaster or plumbing. And
not good fortune.
After more than three decades
eluding justice, the man who murdered her mother is
finally about to stand trial—until he vanishes into thin
air. Jake has a terrible foreboding of where Ozzie
Campbell will turn up next. And while the local police
chief is sure she’s overreacting, the truth is far worse
than even Jake’s worst fears.
With her normally
full house empty for at least another week, Jake has been
looking forward to the unaccustomed peace and quiet. Now
her cozy, well-loved home feels more like a big empty
death trap ready to snap shut. First a pair of out-of-
towners clearly not in Eastport for vacation turn up
asking questions about her. And if she has any doubt
they’re connected to Campbell, those doubts are erased
when he calls her with a grim warning.
But exactly
what Campbell wants from her isn’t clear, only that he’ll
stop at nothing to hurt those closest to Jake. And his
first victims are the most defenseless of all. Suddenly
Jake can’t help but feel that her house—and her life—has
far too many windows. And in any one of them she might see
the face of her killer.