In Harvey's first new thriller in more than fifteen years, a starlet's murder draws an NYPD detective into a cross-country manhunt

Mongo wakes up, brushes his teeth, and prepares to kill a movie star. He needs a wig and a phony press pass, as well as a very special tape recorder that holds two flEchettes, one of which is earmarked for screen siren Catherine Delure. A bit of smooth talk takes Mongo past Delure's security and into her hotel room, where he completes his assignment with ease. The hit was simple, he thinks. But it is about to go terribly...