Liza Larkin, a socially aberrant pathology resident, relies on these words of her late father to guide her through a world she doesn’t feel a part of. If not for his training over the years and her psychiatrist’s ongoing care, she might be in jail—or worse.
So when her colleague, Megan, worries something awful has happened to her aunt, Liza does what she has learned to do. She helps. She drives Megan to Boston to look for the woman. It doesn’t take long. Megan’s aunt lies dead in her condo, in what is soon ruled a freakish accident.
But Liza doesn’t buy it. She suspects foul play, and with a formal police investigation now off the table, she’ll hunt for the murderer herself, even if it means coloring outside moral lines yet again.