Every city keeps its secrets.
New Aldridge buries them in blood.
When Frank Mercer finds a carved stone eye waiting on his desk, he knows better than to ask why. Things like that don’t arrive by accident. They arrive with purpose.
And purpose always comes with a price.
As bodies begin to surface, each marked in the same brutal fashion, Mercer starts to realise this isn’t about murder. It’s about judgment. About something — or someone — deciding who deserves to be seen… and who doesn’t.
The deeper he digs, the clearer it becomes:
The Eye doesn’t kill.
It reveals.
And in a city built on lies, that might be the most dangerous thing of all.
Because once the city decides what you are…
there’s no escaping it.