Creativity, intelligence, ambition, determination and a bottomless cauldron of uncensored ideas – David and Jonathan have it all. They're marketing geniuses. But when David kidnaps the senator's son, Ansi, who carries a bible, wears a white sheet and looks a lot like Jesus, even Jonathan begins to accept that perhaps, just possibly, they may have stepped over a line.
A masterful plan acquires momentum and velocity and, finally, a vortex which sucks in the innocent and the proximate alike. How else could one explain the complicity of Mary Pope and Jane Strait? Nurse Mary, on her way to certain sainthood, mends the body by day and the spirit at all times. While brilliant but dark Jane, caretaker of corpses and soon to be a medical examiner, challenges all data with two questions: "How is this about me? And if it isn't about me, why do I care?"
Just because the FBI, the DEA, and I, I, I Investigations are closing in on them doesn't mean that David and Jonathan are anything more than zealous entrepreneurs. Who among you hasn't generated a little exaggerated buzz about a pet project or two?