This audiobook is narrated by a digital voice.
Nick Parker photographs the dead for a living. He was good at it, until the night an attack at a crime scene left him burned, alone. Now the people he photographs won't stay in the photographs. They're in his mirrors. Waiting. Watching him the way he once watched them through a lens — and Nick can't tell if grief and trauma have finally caught up to him, or if something far more insidious has followed him home.
Detective Betty "Sprigs" Black doesn't have time for anything but the job. She has a case to build, patterns to trace, and evidence that keeps refusing to make sense on its own. But the deeper she follows the evidence, the closer it draws her toward a thread she never expected to find again: her own mother, missing for forty years, in a file Sprigs stopped opening a long time ago. Nick needs to know if he's losing touch of reality. Sprigs needs a reason to stop running from the one case she was never supposed to touch. Because some reflections aren't random. Some are warnings.
