My husband strangled me and dumped my body in a sunless ditch so he could live happily ever after with his mistress. A college classmate “brought me back to life” using memory-transfer technology, giving me a new face and identity. I went undercover beside my husband to take revenge, only to discover that he was also investigating the cause of my death. What is the truth behind it all? Perhaps the answer has been hiding all along in that photo of the three of us from college: “To the most beautiful youth, and the one I love most.”
