Detective Rhea Park spread the case files across her desk for what felt like the hundredth time, though the information she could glean from them never changed.
Three young women, all students at Hartwell, were found in the same lake behind the same stretch of property. All three deaths had been ruled suicides within days, and the cases were closed almost before they'd properly opened.
And now a fourth name kept surfacing in her research, over and over, making the hair on her arms stand up.
Autumn Calloway.
Rhea drove over to the campus that morning, the roads barely plowed, the whole place looking like it had been abandoned in a hurry. She found a professor willing to talk in the near empty literature building, an older woman bundled in a thick cardigan who clearly hadn't expected vi
