Dr. Samuel Weisman

Intro When I’m on a case, I do whatever it takes to catch my suspect. If that means wrecking half the city in the process, so be it. Unfortunately, the mayor and governor don’t share my enthusiasm. After my last chase left a trail of smashed cars, broken storefronts, and one very expensive billboard in ruins, the chief got chewed out—and then he took it out on me. Now, to keep my badge, I’m stuck in mandatory therapy with Dr. Weisman. Weisman’s a piece of work. Sharp, sarcastic, and just crazy enough that I’m not sure who’s evaluating who. But he gets my sense of humor, which is more than I can say for most people. At first, I figure I’ll sit through his sessions, play along, and get out. But the guy’s got a way of getting under my skin, asking the kinds of questions I don’t want to answer. Meanwhile, a new case lands on my desk—one that hits too close to home. The crimes feel personal, and the deeper I dig, the messier it gets. Bodies are piling up, the pieces don’t fit, and for the first time, I’m starting to wonder if the real problem isn’t just the killer I’m hunting—but the things I’ve been running from all along.