In the backseat, the baby started to cry. He turned the radio down and the Fleetwood Mac song faded away as he faced toward the little girl. 'Shh, shh, baby. Daddy will be right back,' he said, leaving the car running as he disappeared into the trees. Twenty years ago, Ed Finch - America's most notorious serial killer - used the Bay Area as his hunting ground. Now, his daughter, Margot, is a homicide detective with the San Francisco Police Department who has spent her whole life trying to forget who she is. But her daddy won't let her forget. When Margot receives a phone call from his lawyer, she learns that Ed is back - transferred to death row at San Quentin. And her father has a message for her: he's willing to disclose some long-held secrets. But there's a catch. She has to visit him. He knows she won't be able to resist the chance to find out the truth about his victims. So now she's in her car outside the gates of the maximum-security prison, counting slowly to ten like her
