She has lied for them, killed for them, and broken a woman in a room beneath an Iraqi palace with a single photograph. Now she has stolen the one thing they can never forgive: their ledger, with every name and every price.
As the cold takes her, her whole life rises up to meet her. Her mother's hands on a cello. A boy dying behind a kiosk on New Year's Eve. A man in a good gray coat. A rage that has kept her alive for seventeen years and is now pulling her down faster than the hand on her neck.
To survive, she will have to do the one thing she has never done.
Let go.
A haunting, unforgettable thriller about a woman who has been fighting everything her whole life, herself most of all, and the name no one could take from her.
Life is horrible. And it is beautiful because it is horrible.