I’m going to let you in on a secret but you have to promise not to tell anyone. Specifically, you have to swear you won’t tell any of my Mumbai friends because what I’m about to confess might hurt their feelings. I never, ever wanted to live in Mumbai, India. I was quite keen on India, but Mumbai, not so much. Here’s the thing, I hate congested urban environments. I know I grew up in Toronto, Canada’s largest city, but I grew up in a quiet, leafy neighborhood. Kids played street hockey in front of my house. It was that quiet.

I also hate living in an apartment. I don’t mean I dislike it, or it’s not my preference, I mean I hate it, as in detest, loathe; you get where I’m going with this. I like trees and birds and tranquility. I write best when I have total peace…

Seventeen-year-old Luke’s older sister, Pat, has always been his moral compass, like a voice inside his head, every time he has a decision to make. So when Pat disappears on a tiny island off the coast of Honduras and the authorities claim she’s drowned – despite the fact that they can’t produce a body – Luke heads to Honduras to find her because he knows something the authorities don’t. From the moment of her disappearance, Pat’s voice has become real, guiding him to Utila, where she had accepted a summer internship to study whale sharks. Once there, he meets several characters who describe his sister as a very different girl from the one knows. Does someone have a motive for wanting her dead? Determined to get to the bottom of Pat’s disappearance, Luke risks everything, including his own life, to find the answer.