Detective Mike Nash thought that moving back to Yorkshire from London would give him a quieter life. But evil still lives out on the windswept Yorkshire moors — and so does vengeance.

A killer calling in their own crime? DI Mike Nash never thought he’d see the day. Until . . . he gets a call that makes his blood run cold.

If you go to the woods on Stark Ghyll, you’ll find a man hanging from a tree. He’s dead, and in hell where he belongs.

Nash races to the scene to find the killer’s as good as their word. And they’re not done yet.

A second corpse surfaces at the foot of treacherous Black Fell cliffs.

Elsewhere Sammy Rhodes, a promising teen gymnast, is missing. She never came home from training, and her parents are frantic with worry.

The clock is ticking for Nash to bring her home alive. With no idea who — or what — he’s up against. A ruthless killer who’s waited decades for a taste of sweet revenge.

Only Nash can stop them now. Or die trying . . .