The story of Tony Hance and the Lubbock murders draws to a close. He's been through the wringer in the three years since two people were found shot to death on the floor of that seedy motel room. That they died at Tony's hand was never in question. What wasn't clear was the circumstances in which they'd been killed. And they weren't telling. Only Tony himself could tell his story. And he was on the run. For two long years he evaded capture by assuming a false identity and joining the military. When they finally caught him, in a tiny cabin in the Alaskan wilderness, he had no more fight left in him. He went back home to accept his fate and to die in the Texas gas chamber. But fate stepped in. The same homicide detective who'd pursued Tony so relentlessly felt something was wrong. There was more to Tony's story. And he of all people was the one who would discover the missing piece of the puzzle. The piece that exonerated Tony and allowed him to walk out of trial a free man. Tony's troubles weren't over yet, though. He still faced charges for crimes he'd committed while in the military. He was guilty beyond doubt, and they were serious crimes. Could he beat them as well? And what of the people he'd hurt along the way? What of the relationships he'd destroyed? What of the two women who loved him? One had been at his side since he was a small child. The other had fallen for the man he pretended to be, but continued to support him as the truth came to light. What about them? Tony was the first to admit he was nothing but a naive kid when he shot those two people on that fateful night. Was his life really over? Or could there be a second chance? A chance at redemption? An opportunity to have a fresh start? Maybe."