"It was over, she thought. She should leave. There was only one road out of Thorndike, which meant that he knew the direction she had taken; and even if he hadn't seen her bicycle, he had certainly seen her pannier. He knew her alias, her business, her intentions - and he had known more than what she'd told him. He had known she hadn't taken any pictures with her camera. He had known she'd been on the property four hours. And somehow, 'somehow', he had known her name." -- Back cover