Each of the murdered men was found impaled on the spiked fence around Regent’s Park. Except for one, all were street people – like Pharoah the Key Man – whose real identities had vanished with their descent into the city’s underside. The bodies were found near the museum where Mary Jago worked and the mansion where she house-sat during the owners’ absence. But quiet, pretty Mary could never have suspected that the threads connecting the dead would soon become tangled around her own simple, ordinary life.

          Now the abusive relationship Mary Jago recently left, the mysterious man she was about to love, the inheritance suddenly thrust into her hands, and the dog walker who saw something he shouldn’t were opening a Pandora’s box into Mary’s comfortable world. And the lies, sins, and violent acts that spilled out would be entirely unexpected, chilling to the bone… and suddenly, shockingly deadly.