Kieran Elliott returns to his small coastal hometown in Tasmania with his partner and infant daughter, and the ghosts are waiting. Years ago, a reckless decision during a storm cost two lives, and Kieran has carried that weight ever since. The town hasn't forgotten either—the sculptures rising from the sea, memorials to the dead, make sure of that. But the past isn't the only thing stirring in Evelyn Bay. A body washes up on the beach, a young woman who worked at the local café, and suddenly old secrets start surfacing alongside new suspicions. Kieran finds himself pulled into the investigation, forced to confront not just what happened all those years ago, but what might still be hidden beneath the surface of this tight-knit community. Everyone here has something to protect, and the closer he gets to the truth, the more dangerous the water becomes. Jane Harper crafts a slow-burn mystery soaked in salt air and regret, where the landscape itself feels like a character—beautiful, unforgiving, and full of undertow. The tension builds with every page as Kieran navigates the treacherous currents of memory, guilt, and loyalty. This is atmospheric suspense at its finest, a story about survival in more ways than one, and the question of whether you can ever really escape the past when it's carved into stone and tide.