Sarah Durandt knows the killer is dead. She watched him die
from a lethal injection in the execution chamber. But Sarah
finds little comfort in knowing that the deranged psychopath
who murdered her husband and son will never kill again.
Since he never revealed the location of their bodies, she
never found a sense of closure. So now, Sarah has decided to
return to her home in the Adirondacks, to search for
whatever remains of her loved ones. An unmarked grave. An
article of clothing. Anything to make this terrible dream
seem real. But what Sarah uncovers is far more unnerving—and
much too horrifying—to even consider…
Maybe they executed the wrong man. Maybe the killer is still
out there.
Maybe, for Sarah, the nightmare is just beginning.