All Lark Dodge really wants to do is disappear for a while. She needs time to recover from her miscarriage and reevaluate her marriage to Jay, her ex-police detective husband. When her mother suggests that Lark fly to Ireland to keep an eye on her father, who recently suffered a mild stroke, Lark spots an opportunity to snatch some peace and quiet for herself. Severely jet-lagged from the plane ride over and weary from a tense drive on Ireland's windy roads, Lark can't wait to fall into bed when she finally arrives at the guesthouse where her father is staying. Of course, it is impossible for Lark to suppress her innate curiosity, and she decides to take just a quick survey of the property before her nap. When she discovers the body of a nationalist radical in the backyard shed, all thoughts of sleeping evaporate, and she finds herself in the thick of yet another mystery. Jay immediately flies to Ireland to help Lark out of her jam, and the cracks in their relationship begin to show. On top of that, no one seems too interested in finding the murderer of a man disliked by just about everyone in town. All of these tensions inevitably explode during a suspenseful climax deep in a mystical Irish forest where Lark learns some meaningful lessons about family and marriage.