It was supposed to be a holiday. In New York City. A chance for Tom to do some drawing, and for Charlie to see the sights.

The streets of the city seem safe and clean. Everyone is friendly, and the doughnuts are to die for.

Charlie and Tom have an unexpected encounter with the past in a piano bar, but it’s OK. They’ve got the Atlantic Ocean between them and the troubles of the last year. It’s all behind them.

Until they get asked for help in an unexplained death.

What could possibly go wrong?