Ishmael took something more dangerous than refugees out of that quarantine, but it's nothing compared to what awaits outside. Because of his crimes, his breech of quarantine, and his new and worrisome symptoms, Ishmael and his rescued Pack are pariahs among werewolves, loathed, and under constant suspicion. And yet, when bodies turn up in small-town Ontario, the Wyrd Council splits up Ishmael's Pack and sends him to investigate. He's hurried away from the safety and isolation of Varco Lake, and thrust into an anxious, tightly-knit community full of surveillance cameras, cell phones, and bad memories. Just when he grasps the enormity of the disaster waiting for him in Halo County, Ishmael realizes what's in his blood, and where it really came from.