No Song for the Dead

He drowned in three feet of water.

Everyone called it an accident.

Mia Butler believed she had a good marriage - until two officers showed up at her door and told her Harry was gone. A tragedy, they said. Bad ice, a cold night, a life cut short.

But grief has a way of loosening the things people try to keep buried.

A storage unit Harry never mentioned. A woman who knew him in ways Mia never did. A business quietly bleeding money to someone who wanted him silent. The deeper Mia digs into her husband's final months, the clearer it becomes: Harry didn't fall.

He was running from something twenty-two years old - something that finally caught up to him on that dock.

Now the town that once called Harry's death an accident is holding its breath, because Mia isn't asking the questions they hoped would stay buried with him.

And the people closest to her - the sister-in-law who won't meet her eyes, the business partner who knows more than he's saying, the woman who loved her husband first - all have a reason to make sure she stops looking.

Some secrets don't stay drowned forever.