On discovering the murder of his sister, Chief Inspector John Daniels follows the path from which there is no return. An unusual turn of events helps him in his task. From hunter to preditor, he remains one step in front of the police when he sets and springs the trap to destroy those he despises. Single-handed, he plays the game but rewrites the rules in the knowledge failure will cost him his life. Those who control others to do their bidding believe they are untouchable. John uses his extensive skills and knowledge of villains to help those with nowhere else to turn. With the assistance of two others, they act as minders for those who cannot protect themselves while pursuing redemption.

The harp sits in the middle of the river on a smooth, flat rock island, impervious to the melodious rapids around it. Shining gold and formed in fantastical designs, the frame tells the stories of the fae folk, while its strings shimmer invitingly, begging the onlooker to pluck them. Mist rises from the water, sparkling a thousand colors in the pink-tinted sunlight. Around the river is a forest, alive with birdsong and lilting, ethereal voices. "Saoirse.... Saoirse...." they call, among other words in a tongue unfamiliar. The same dream, every night for as long as Saoirse can remember. If only she could leave her father's house to search for it.