Veteran detective Nathan Loch is forced out of retirement when the grotesque signature of long dead serial killer returns. In the years he’d spent deep in a bottle, the city he fought a war to save had changed. Cybernetic augmentation had become commonplace, fashionable even. He hated the arm that never felt like his own. The last thing he did as a cop was shoot The Artist dead. Now the killings are happening again. The macabre displays of flesh and Chrome have returned, spreading the same fear through the city. Loch agreed to walk the crime scene because he knew, in his bones, The Artist was dead.