Irish Lace

Fresh from solving the mystery of who killed Michael Collins in Irish Gold, Dermot Michael Coyne and Nuala Anne McGrail are reunited in Chicago. An accountant by day, Nuala sings in a local pub at night, while dreaming of making it big. Dermot compares Nuala to Irish lace-"thin and delicate and pretty, and just a little bit complicated. ” But their courtship in once again interrupted, this time by one of Nuala's "spells". Nuala is fey, as they say in the Old Country, and she occasionally has visions from the past. This time, while driving down Lake Shore Drive, she is overwhelmed by the screams of thousands of dying men, though the surrounding suburbs seem perfectly calm. Nuala feels the pain of the tormented souls who want the truth to finally come out, but the investigation turns into much more than an academic exercise when Nuala is pursued by alleged members of the IRA, and then is arrested as an art thief. Dermot might be able to protect her from the thugs, but what can he do against a corrupt and uncaring bureaucracy threatening to ship his love back to Ireland?