Someone knows Savannah's secrets and they're using them against her.
Her six year-old niece is abducted and the kidnapper sends Savannah racing against the clock finding clues to the girl's location. The bizarre scavenger hunt plunges the detective into uncomfortable situations, painful childhood memories and facing her most terrifying fears.
When she discovers the identity of the abductor, Savannah realizes that without a miracle, neither she nor Lindsey will survive the night.
She looked at her watch again. Three minutes had passed, “He knows me personally. Who the hell could it be?”
“Calm down, Savannah. He’s a freak,” the hard emphasis on the last word was punctuated with a ripping sound. Georgia’s thumbnail sliced the envelope open, “You can only deal with freaks if you keep your head about you.” She cleared her throat and began to read the note aloud, “The one distinct feature I recall about you is your dark sense of humor. Let’s play a game to see if you remember me. Who, according to you, should be spayed or neutered by a veterinarian to stop them from reproducing?” Clearly confused, Georgia’s brow sank and she looked at her sister.
“Child molesters,” Savannah stated defensively. “But I’ve said it a million times to a thousand people, all of whom agreed with me.”
“Obviously one didn’t.”
“Oh, come on,” she griped back. “Do you know how many of those people I’ve put away over the years? None of them exactly promised to send flowers. Now I can’t even call Ennis to find which ones were paroled lately.”