Houston Hart is dead.
 
Chairperson. Majority shareholder. Power behind Stygian, a streaming network on the verge of deciding who gets seen—and who doesn’t.
 
Her death?
 
Quiet. Clean. Handled.
 
But the day before she died… she signed something over.
To Black.
 
An old college friend. Trusted. Close enough to inherit what she built.
Now he’s in the Hamptons with questions—and a paper trail that puts him too close to the body.
 
Too close to the motive.
 
Because out here, in the “Black Hamptons,” power doesn’t move loud. It moves through networks—Jack & Jill families, Divine Nine ties, legacy names that don’t get investigated… they get protected.
 
At the center stands Harlem Hart—Houston’s mother. Old money. Old discipline. A retired socialite who knows how to control a room without ever raising her voice.
 
Grieving…
 
But not asking questions.
 
Then there’s Memphis Monroe—Houston’s cousin.
 
New money. Calculated. Already circling Stygian before the body went cold. What she couldn’t take outright…
 
Houston stood in the way of.
 
Now Houston’s gone.
 
And Memphis is closer than ever.
 
The board shifts. Ownership leans. And Black?
 
He’s not just investigating anymore.
 
He’s part of the transition.
 
Which means every move he makes looks like strategy.
 
Every question sounds like guilt.
 
And every answer brings him closer to a truth nobody out there wants spoken.
 
Because where he comes from, murder makes noise.
 
Out here?
 
It gets signed off on.
 
And if Houston Hart’s death was part of the deal…
 
Then Black isn’t just chasing a killer.
 
He’s trying to prove he isn’t one.