Martin Reese digs up murder victims from cold case files he buys from the police. He calls in his findings anonymously to the police but Detective Sandra Whittal is suspicious of her caller and his motives. As she moves in on discovering who her 'Finder' is, Martin is being hunted by someone who is not happy with his discoveries. With his family's safety on the line, Martin must go even deeper into the dark realm of murder.
Hailed as a cross between Dexter and The Talented Mr. Ripley, I thought this book was going to be a mesmerizing study in character development. Well...some comparisons just shouldn't be made. I got completely lost in the story, and I don't mean that in a good way, I literally mean that I couldn't flesh out the actual story from the messy plot. It was mediocre at best and I had to push myself to finish partly because I didn't connect with the characters—they were underdeveloped and at times not believable. Nathan Ripley's Martin Reese lacks the depth and likability factor of Dexter Morgan, or the creepy brilliance of Highsmith's Tom Ripley.