Holly Troy is a multiple, one of those damaged souls with dissociative identity disorder who spins out personalities like spiders spin webs - knock one down and another will replace it. This daughter of a classics scholar has other selves that are no mere they include Nemesis, Pandora, the Fates, Cronos, Eris, and Eurydice - and one frightened five-year-old child. Holly is a beautiful and talented artist whose only sanctuary is her art. But now her gallery owner has been murdered and her body left in a garden surrounded by Holly's sculptures. The horror is that Holly doesn't know where she was when the killing occurred. She doesn't know whether she witnessed a murder or even committed one that night. In fact, she's not even certain who she was when the killing occurred.
When Detective Orson Cheever was assigned to investigate the murder of gallery owner Bonnie Gill, the gods were not smiling. He's spent the last twenty years solving the bloody puzzles that murderers leave behind. His intelligence and the facts. This time, faced with a woman who is a little girl one minute, Cronos, the murderous father of the gods the next, and all three Fates in one body the minute after that, he realizes that he is going to have to find a new way to work. A way that will allow him to blindly feel his way between past and present, between myth and reality. He also knows that he will have to solve the too human puzzle that is Holly before he can even begin to know who killed Bonnie Gill.
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Holly Troy is a multiple, one of those damaged souls with dissociative identity disorder who spins out personalities like spiders spin webs - knock one down and another will replace it. This daughter of a classics scholar has other selves that are no mere they include Nemesis, Pandora, the Fates, Cronos, Eris, and Eurydice - and one frightened five-year-old child. Holly is a beautiful and talented artist whose only sanctuary is her art. But now her gallery owner has been murdered and her body left in a garden surrounded by Holly's sculptures. The horror is that Holly doesn't know where she was when the killing occurred. She doesn't know whether she witnessed a murder or even committed one that night. In fact, she's not even certain who she was when the killing occurred.
When Detective Orson Cheever was assigned to investigate the murder of gallery owner Bonnie Gill, the gods were not smiling. He's spent the last twenty years solving the bloody puzzles that murderers leave behind. His intelligence and the facts. This time, faced with a woman who is a little girl one minute, Cronos, the murderous father of the gods the next, and all three Fates in one body the minute after that, he realizes that he is going to have to find a new way to work. A way that will allow him to blindly feel his way between past and present, between myth and reality. He also knows that he will have to solve the too human puzzle that is Holly before he can even begin to know who killed Bonnie Gill.