Alan Miller's sports car allegedly went over an embankment onto the coastal highway below, landing atop another car and killing its driver. But there are no tire tracks in the field above and no witnesses to the event. Nor are Miller's injuries consistent with a car crash. Worse yet, Miller was no where to be found when the police showed up at the accident and doesn't remember where he was. Put under hypnosis, Miller accounts for his whereabouts, but can't believe his own words - and Willa knows his story will never stand up in court.
Suddenly, Santa Cruz, which seemed like such an idyllic place before the accident, is full of dangerous secrets, threatening Willa's career, her client's freedom, and her witnesses' lives. Outrunning mercenary helicopters, vindictive reporters, shadowy snipers, and, heaven help her, her own interfering mother, Willa becomes all the more determined to provide her client the best possible defence. Now all she has to do is make the jury - and her client - accept his out-of-this-world alibi . . . and keep him alive long enough to testify.
