His eyes are solid black; his expression... demonic. His sneer all but says run His right fist is balled up so tight the skin of his knuckles is ghost white and stretched. His left arm comes into view from behind his back. The object in his hand is a dagger. My heart stops. I begin to realize he wasn't here for a chat. Anxiety takes over. I can't breathe. I can't move. I try to scream, but it is caught in my throat. I try to fight the terror from taking hold. I am trapped... Will this be the end for 22 year old Vanessa Scanlon? Her life had been ordinary until he walked into her bar one fateful night. Dark secrets from a past she never knew existed begin to unravel in this suspenseful, captivating story.