She wanted the story.
It’s 1972, but the Neanderthal editors of Bev Wikowski’s newspaper don’t have a clue. They’ve assigned her to the Women’s Pages. They put her desk near the door so she can greet newsroom visitors. It’s a wonder they haven’t asked her to make coffee.
Then Bev meets a buddy of the infamous hijacker DB Cooper. Cooper has sent him to gather a posse to find and dig up the loot he buried in the Cascade Mountains. Would Bev like to join the group?
Suddenly, Bev’s looking at the possibility of a front-page story on every newspaper in the nation—and maybe a Pulitzer Prize. A young widow whose husband died in Vietnam, she leaves her four-year-old daughter in the care of her parents, hides her professional identity, and joins the group. But it doesn’t take long before an even bigger challenge demands every ounce of her strength:
The morning after helitack pilot Ed Kline’s friendship with a female wildland firefighter turns hot, he receives a text from a phone number he’s never seen:
Bad thg 1 wk
I leve I die
Cops evry1 dies
Help L 47033012
Could the L mean his adult son Lewis? You’re a hero, Lewis wrote to him before disappearing a year ago, but the country you fought for doesn’t exist. Then a "bad thg" happens. A group calling itself the PUMAs—Patriots United Militia of America—assassinates two Washington State senators the same day it perpetrates a deadly armored truck robbery. Unnerved, Ed jeopardizes his new relationship, his career, and his sanity while trying to rescue a son who might be one of the killers, trying to escape them, or both.