This time, the killer has slipped up. His latest victim - a student caught working late at the college library, left unconscious on an apparently deserted beach - was found alive, and the two fishermen who discovered her caught a glimpse of the killer's face. Armed with a police sketch, Boston police detective Harry Jordan - known as "The Prof" to his colleagues - sets about the task of tracking the murderer. He floods the local media with the sketch, but to no avail. He needs national publicity, the kind of media attention that only a high-profile, highly rated TV personality could draw. He needs Mallory Malone. Popular from coast to coast as the "TV detective," Mallory's fame rests with her knack for pursuing forgotten murder cases, reenacting the crime on her national TV show, jogging witnesses' memories, and capturing the killer. Harry knows all of this when he enlists her help. He is prepared for her disdain. He is prepared for her air of superiority. But he isn't prepared for the electric, overwhelming attraction between them. Or for the surprising vulnerability hidden beneath her tough exterior. Or for the danger lurking around the corner for them both.