Lucius Goncalo is a 20-year veteran of the New York City Police Department who’s been a detective for the past 15. He’s seen a lot during his tour of duty, good and bad, though he’d tell you that he sees a lot more bad than good with each passing day.
To him, the Big Apple has become a meaner, more rotten place even as real estate values soared and violent crime statistics have gone down.
He used to think he could make a difference and help ordinary people. He used to think being a cop was a noble pursuit. Nowadays, though, he feels like every criminal he puts behind bars is replaced by another two with more devious methods and better lawyers. It’s as if they build up a resistance to every tactic the NYPD throws at them. But in the darkest hours of his often sleepless nights, he knows the truth; it’s not really smarter criminals he’s fighting; it’s human nature. And
that’s a battle that no cop can win.
But though Goncalo may view his efforts as increasingly futile, his colleagues don’t agree. From patrolmen to forensic specialists to assistant district attorneys, everyone who works with Lucius Goncalo comes away respecting his brains, attention to detail, and stubborn drive. Despite his waning faith, his instincts are as acute as ever. And he’ll need them more than ever when he and his team are summoned to an East Village restaurant on a fateful spring night. After that, his life will never be the same again.
Nothing restores a man’s sense of faith like the presence of true evil.