South Village

Ash McKenna used to be an amateur private investigator—emphasis on 'amateur'. Despite the best of intentions, he made a mess of his life in New York, so he tried to build a new one in Portland. But after a traumatic turn of events, he ends up on his friend's commune in the Georgia woods, binge-drinking cheap whiskey to keep the nightmares at bay, and waiting for his passport to come in so he can flee the country.Then one of the camp's residents is found dead. Crusty Pete is sprawled in the dirt, having fallen from the rope bridge. It's written off as an accident, but Ash suspects Pete was murdered. So he starts poking into Pete's death, only to find the supposedly peaceful community houses a rogue faction preparing to commit an unspeakable act of violence.Ash has to make a choice: Keep running, or accept what he's good at and try to stop them. But he doesn't know who to trust, or where the faction is planning to strike. The task is daunting enough, but grows even...