She’s no amateur sleuth, but she’s also no one’s victim. Not anymore. They team her up with a Tanzanian street vendor working the streets of New York. Both undercover, the pair infiltrate the black markets of Dar es Salaam. Things go bad. Things like her mission falling apart, and her life hanging in the balance after she’s captured and must witness the poisoning of elephants at a waterhole. Her handlers can no longer be trusted. Drained of hope and empathy her partner springs her from the warlord hideout and they run, they go dark, and they fall in love on a dhow headed for Mombasa. Are they headed into oblivion? Will they ever return to New York?