Milwaukee Police Detective Declan Tomczyk, a former Marine Corps officer, is dispatched to investigate the damaging and desecration of headstones at a local cemetery.
Initially chalked up as the handiwork of Halloween pranksters, it becomes anything but when his good friend and former squad partner is critically injured. Tomczyk is determined to track down the domestic terrorists, leading him further into danger.
This marks the beginning of a series of violent crimes, eerily similar to the reign of terror that paralyzed Milwaukee decades earlier. As Tomczyk probes into the mysterious leads, he teams up with FBI Agent Anne Dvorak, and a romance blossoms. With the unlikely assistance of a high school athlete and World War II veteran, the investigators scramble to identify and apprehend the perpetrators. As they close in, it becomes a race against the clock to pinpoint the next target before it's too late.
Former college All-American linebacker and Marine Force Recon officer, turned Milwaukee Police detective, teams up with an FBI agent to track down violent extremists setting off bombs and committing murders.
A morning breeze sent a mixture of orange and brown leaves tumbling across the neatly trimmed grass. The sun beamed in November splendor as the cool night air slowly dissipated. The first hints of an early winter shrouded him. On one knee, Detective Declan Tomczyk measured the length of a shoe print left behind by an unwanted visitor.
Size elevens, the detective told a uniformed police officer standing near him. At least one of the suspects had on a pair of size eleven boots with four grooves across the middle. And look at this notch on the outside corner of the sole. Must have caught it on something during one of his nightly escapades. If we find this boot, we have one of our suspects.
Tomczyk slowly stood, patted some dirt off the knees of his blue jeans, and surveyed the cemetery. How many did you say were damaged, Jerry?lƒf