Are octopuses capable of premeditated murder? George Vanderhoff is starting to think so - though even he knows how absurd that sounds. For years, Yuri Polinski has made a small fortune harvesting octopus ink along the West Coast, selling the shimmering black liquid to artists who swear it holds a kind of magic. To the octopuses of Grayling Cove, that ink is more than pigment: it is camouflage, language, and survival. When Yuri's body washes up on the tide line one misty morning, George becomes obsessed with the idea that the creatures Yuri exploited may have finally struck back. In The Octopus Murders, the line between myth and biology blurs, and the quiet waters of Grayling Cove hide more than one kind of predator.
