The company chairman lay on the cold ground of the woods, his eyes unseeing, his orange hunting jacket punctured by a bullet at close range. Around him stood the four executives with whom he had been hunting, each with his or her own complicated agenda, each with reason not to be sorrowful about the man's death. If he read it in a book, Lucas Davenport thought, it would seem like one of those classic murder mysteries, the kind where the detective gathers everyone together at the end and solves the case with a little speech.