An oval window into semi-darkness. The sudden image shimmers, undulates at its edges.A small room comes into focus.On the concrete floor, a barely visible figure hunches, head down."Interesting thing about spiders." A man's voice scratches out a whisper. "Many can't even bite humans. Their jaws are too weak. Then there are the deadly ones . . ." A low chuckle. "Who but an expert can tell them apart?" The figure on the floor shudders and slides backward. "You want to be careful of moving." The whisper again, chilling in its feigned empathy. "They're all around you . . ." A nightmarish vision. A murder in broad daylight. How are they connected? After witnessing a shooting at a convenience store, forensic artist Annie Kingston must draw a composite of the suspect. But before she can begin, she hears that Chelsea Adams wants to meet with her--now. Chelsea Adams--the woman who made national headlines with her visions of murder. And this vision is by far the most chilling. Chelsea and Annie soon find themselves snared in a terrifying battle against time, greed, and a deadly opponent. If they tell the police, will their story be believed? With the web of lies thickening and their lives ultimately at stake, who will know enough to save them?
