Justice for Lydia

There are no suspects, no bodies, no motives and no evidence but Detective Harriet Sullivan of the SLCPD is convinced there is a serial killer loose in Salt Lake City.

Zsanett's eyes were closed and the head was tilted down slightly. Harriet shivered, it was undoubtedly a beautiful work of art but to her it seemed more funereal than a joyous occasion like a wedding. She seemed to have an expression of wistfulness, sadness and resignation, not unlike an obedient wife.'