
When a black SUV jumps the curb and barrels toward Rutgers professor April Brown, it looks like a random near-miss—until April calls the retired NYPD detective who handled her parents’ murder decades ago. His daughter, former FBI agent Corie Geller, joins him, and together they drag a cold case out of the ashes: the arson that killed notorious money-laundering CPA Seymour Brown and supposedly killed his wife, Kim. As Corie and her father sift old files, knock on new doors, and lean on a few gutsy civilians, the past starts breathing again. A girlfriend resurfaces, a meek chauffeur can’t hide his history, and a lone piece of jewelry says more than the flames ever did. When April’s quiet life is jolted a second time—this time by a precise attempt to steal her identity—Corie has to move fast. Bad, Bad Seymour Brown is a funny, humane, and tense mystery about greed and reinvention, family bonds that are real and bonds that are pretended, and what gets passed down when a parent decides to vanish. The case burns hottest when Corie learns the old fire didn’t kill who everyone thought it did. It flushed out a killer—and she’s been waiting.