Flowers above Hell

Something is hiding ... Among the forest and the rocks hanging with the walls, below in the ravine leading to the stream ... The traces of blood tell me, the experience tells me: it happened, but this can happen again. This is only the beginning.
Something terrible happened in these mountains. Something that requires all my skills of the investigator. I am a police commissar specializing in profiling, and I go down to hell every day. Not a gun, not a uniform: my mind is a real weapon. But he is cheating on me. Not a body affected by age, not my exhausted heart. My reason is in danger, which means that the investigation too. My name is Teresa Battalia, I have a secret in which I do not dare to admit even to myself, and for the first time in my life I am afraid