Roy Stark loved being a homicide detective. He loved everything about the job; the gun, the badge and all the power both brought. Never one to shy away from the rough stuff, Stark made his bones solving the tough cases and putting away the bad guys. He knew that he was the best and could command everyone's respect. He thought of himself as a true centurion. Seven years ago, Roy thought he'd reached the pinnacle of his career as the case of a lifetime made him an instant legend. Start was able to get a murder conviction with no motive, only circumstantial evidence against the accused, and no body. Still, Roy was his usual persuasive self and Vincent Glice got life for murdering his young wife. Two years after that, Roy Stark discovered that he'd been had. He found the real reasons for missing evidence. There'd been no murder and Roy had helped seal the deal on a four million dollar insurance scam. Screw the truth, screw justice and his reputation. Roy Stark wanted blood. Real blood. And the money. Fueled with fresh information, and a new partner, Roy Stark patiently set his plan in motion. A plan that would leave Vincent Glice and his dead wife truly missing and himself a rich man.