PILATE'S BASIN

Forensic investigator Claire Wingo has examined hundreds of bodies. She has never examined one the world refuses to admit ever existed. The young man on her table has no name, no records, no history - not a "no match" in the database, but a void, as though someone has been carefully unwriting him from existence. Claire knows his name anyway. She wrote it in her notebook two nights ago, waking with the sound of rushing water in her ears and a faint mark on her wrist she cannot explain.
The dreams are not dreams. They are memories of things she never lived: torchlight on a Roman riverbank, and a plain bronze basin whose water never settles - the basin in which Pontius Pilate once washed his hands and declared himself clean. Two thousand years later, that basin still sits in a vault beneath Rome. Its water is always clear. And lately, for no reason any instrument can measure, it is almost full.
Someone has learned to use it - to be washed of any sin, any crime, any trace, leaving the guilt to pool somewhere darker. To stop him, Claire must follow a summons written into her own blood and face a terrible question: what does it cost to be truly clean, when the easy way is to simply be erased?A chilling collision of forensic suspense and ancient evil, Pilate's Basin asks whether there is any washing that can make a guilty soul innocent - and what waits for those who try to forge one.
An Unseen Truth novel.