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By G. H. Ephron

Sylvia Jackson was once shot within the head and left for lifeless in a cemetery in Boston, her boyfriend mendacity useless a number of yards away. She's in a coma for 6 weeks, and whilst she wakes up, she cannot be mindful anything--until 3 months later, while all of sudden she starts off to bear in mind information of the crime and the killer. ultimately, Sylvia accuses her ex-husband, remembering what feels like incontrovertible facts of his guilt. input Dr. Peter Zak.

Peter, the director of Pierce Psychiatric health center, surrender performing as knowledgeable on reminiscence and crime for the Boston PD a 12 months in the past whilst his spouse used to be brutally murdered through a killer he'd testified opposed to in courtroom. but if his previous colleagues name and ask him to refer to in this weird and wonderful and possible rock-solid case of amnesia, he is hooked. it really is Peter's task to figure out how trustworthy her reminiscence quite is, and confidently to take advantage of these stories to discover what relatively occurred that evening within the cemetery.

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