Echoes from the Winding Pass

The freezing rain on the Black Pine Pass washed away the evidence of my murder. When my husband Jarek staged the car crash, he thought he had buried me and my family's legacy forever. Instead, I wake up a year earlier, staring at the flashing cameras of the Voskarian Winter Gala, enduring the public humiliation of Jarek stripping my family title while his mistress flaunts her fabricated pregnancy on the red carpet. But the woman behind my eyes is no longer his fragile victim; I am a ghost demanding absolute ruin. I begin a silent, meticulous war, pulling strings through a double agent to leak his vast embezzlement files to the city's most brilliant, melancholic detective, Casimir Olenic. Casimir thinks he is hunting a white-collar thief; I think I am exposing a greedy cheat. But as we dissect the shadows together, bound by a bittersweet, unspoken tension we cannot afford to act upon, the ledgers reveal a chilling twist: the embezzled funds and Casimir's unsolved string of gruesome disappearances are the exact same case. With Jarek's family banquet approaching - the perfect stage to expose his mistress's fake child - will we unmask a mere cheat, or corner a serial monster before he kills me twice?