Casey Collins

Ten years after the Lockerbie explosion, a New York-bound flight falls out of the sky over Scotland and rips a hole in Casey Collins's heart. Her lover was on board that plane and the State Department specialist in the war on terror flies to Europe to discover who killed him. Swiftly embroiled in a twisted series of events that paint her as a suspect in the bombing, she becomes a fugitive whose only protection is a small band of skilled agents operating outside the law. A multi-leveled web of deception tightens around her, forcing her to rely on people she neither knows nor trusts...

Fifteen years ago, Casey Collins's Polish lover was murdered and she lost heart for the war against terror. After 9/11, the State Department intelligence analyst knew she'd also lost her touch. Now, she works in tiny US embassies far from Washington, doing routine admin work that numbs her. The highlight of her day is happy hour. Nothing gets between her and her five o'clock gin and tonic. Except the ancient spymaster limping into the American Club of Dhaka, waving his cane in her face, and telling her that her godson is falling into a Chinese honey trap. Casey's made it clear that she won't try again to save the world. But she's loved Woody Hinton from the moment he came into the world thirty years ago. She can't deny she's the right woman for the job. Woody's ruining his life in exactly the same way she ruined hers. Attempting to save him would open a new chapter in her story. Before it ends, she might rescue herself.