Dr. Beckett Campbell, Medical Examiner

Stay out of trouble, they said. Lay low until things blow over, they suggested. Sound advice for Senior Medical Examiner Dr. Beckett Campbell, considering he was found hovering over the body of accused serial killer Craig Sloan, a bloody rock in his hand. Sound advice, all of it. Problem is even a vacation in the Virgin Gorda isn't far enough for Beckett to escape his demons. It doesn't help that there's something strange happening on the island, something that has to do with bitter drinks and bikinis.

To Senior Medical Examiner Dr. Beckett Campbell, the Hippocratic Oath has always been more of a suggestion than a guiding principle.... Beckett is no ordinary forensic pathologist, which is why he's not surprised when a container with expertly removed organs arrives on his desk. What is alarming, however, is the note that accompanies it...the note that suggests this is only the beginning, that more are on their way.

Beckett knows he should ignore the ignominious words of a previously unknown pastor that find their way into his inbox. He also knows that it's not just the wrath of a man in cloth he risks infuriating should he decide to investigate, but changing his vacation is guaranteed to piss off his girlfriend, Suzan Cuthbert. But extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence, and Beckett refuses to let anyone make a mockery of his profession, especially not a snake oil salesman sporting a glorified nightie.

Beckett's back, but this time he isn't worried about a new tattoo...unless it's a prison tat, that is. He should have seen this coming; After all, a person can only go around extracting his unique brand of justice for so long without drawing unwanted attention. Caught between a scalpel and a bedpan, only an unlikely ally can help keep him out of prison. But this will require revealing his true self, including the icky parts that Beckett has never shown to anyone. This also means putting the people he cares for in danger.

More mockery. More mayhem. More murder. Your favorite homicidal forensic pathologist Dr. Beckett Campbell is back! And this time, it appears that he might have someone on his side, someone who understands him, someone who has his back no matter what. But there is no such thing as a free lunch, nor are there drugs without side-effects. Before he can wrap his head around what, exactly, he's gotten into, Beckett finds himself tangled in a messy web of lies, deceit, and most importantly of all, relationship troubles.

The twisted DNR Group is free to pursue their brutal agenda without opposition. What they didn't count on, however, is someone unexpected stepping up and trying to put a stop to them.