War is hell, but coming home is even harder. Edward Kilsby, Lord Withycombe, flying ace and noted adventurer, has grown increasingly restless with civilian life. He seeks refuge from his depression and nightmares in adrenaline, and when that fails, in painful sex. Until his erstwhile fiancée blackmails him into making an arctic expedition. In the frozen wastes, Edward and his secretary, Charlie, work hard, facing the rigors of the climate and the lethal war machines they are testing. But no one is prepared for what lies under the ice.
Two years ago, Sean O'Neill's wife, Caitlin - the ace net-runner called Irishgirl - was stolen from their bed. Now, he knows where she is, but getting her back is only the first step in a long journey. Caitlin has been trained as a sex slave, her former skills as a net-runner and cyber-thief totally stripped from her, along with her identity and most independent thought. Powerful and wealthy social elites, playing their own dangerous high-stakes games, have hired Sean to retrieve her and again make her what she once was.
In the roaring 20s, Charlie Doyle, the ink still wet on his Dartmouth journalism degree, answers an ad for a job as secretary to Edward Kilsby, Lord Withycombe and renowned flying ace of the Great War. The ad leads him to expect excitement, but Charlie never expects quite so much. When Edward is hired to find missing archaeologist Sir Alexander Spencer, Charlie is about to go for the ride of his life.
Corporate retreats are dull at best, but when Carla is sent on one as a punitive measure, she isn't expecting anything to come of it - except a pink slip. High in the Ozark Mountains, nothing is quite as it seems and reality skews in interesting ways. The conference is too elementary, and Carla notices people starting to go missing. And the wild, incessant piping from the forest keeps her awake nights and stirs deeply buried desires.