He stepped into my life with a shiny smile, crisp suit, pretty promises, and meet-cute galore. It’s no wonder, I fell. Hard.
The falls stopped turning cute when he was the one throwing the punches. Typical.
Beaten and abused, hurt and afraid, I flee with my best friend to a little mountain town. It feels safe here.
But it’s only an illusion. He’ll find me sooner or later. And that’s why I need protection.
I don’t expect the man who teaches the firearms safety course to be so…attractive. I’m fresh out of a terrible relationship. I shouldn’t be fantasizing about him. About a private detective who looks at me with way too much curiosity. But I am.
It’s only a matter of time before he uncovers the truth of my sordid past.
I never could have imagined the stones he turned would have freed the secrets of the dead. Or that all along, I’d narrowly escaped being the victim of a man far more dangerous than I’d thought.
A man who killed the women he claimed to love.
A man who still hunts me.
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