'Two human skulls on a pile of bones. Empty eye sockets stare up at Jeri Howard. Looking for a riveting private eye tale? This is the one. Oakland PI Jeri Howard finds a battered footlocker hidden in a dusty storeroom. When she pries open the lid, she’s shocked at what she finds. Human bones. Whose bones? How did they get there—and why? Jeri investigates, determined to find answers and put flesh on those bones. Her quest takes her back decades, to the Sixties. To San Francisco, where hippies gathered in the Haight district, drawn like moths to the flame, and bands played rock music at dives, hoping for that one big break that would lead to success. To Alameda, when the Vietnam War was at its height and the Naval Air Station was home to thousands of sailors. And the Zodiac Killer's terrifying murder spree that frightened the entire Bay Area. As Jeri digs into the past, a ruthless killer has much to lose--and could strike again' --