BookTok reviewer Nora Chen has been looking forward to BookCon for months. Two days of panels, window shopping, and thousands of people who understand that weekends spent discussing fiction are not a waste of a life but the entire point of one.
Then the manuscripts arrive.
White galleys. No title, no author, no publisher. Four hundred copies of an unsigned novel were distributed overnight across the Javits Center floor - and Nora has read enough of it to know this isn't a marketing stunt. The details are too specific. The grief is too real. And the novel's characters aren't fictional. They're here, at the convention, watching.
She knows she should stay out of it. She knew that in Scottsdale, too. But she can't help herself; that's what Nora does.
A decade of silence is about to end... and thirty thousand people are going to watch.
