Thomas was searching for something intangible. He thought he might find it in the forests near his childhood home. He wanted a little peace and quiet and a chance to think things over. He wanted to change his perspective, prioritize his thinking, and refocus his energy into the things that are truly important. And it seemed to be working out just fine until all hell broke loose. His beloved, idyllic Northern California wilderness was crawling with people. And those people wanted to be left alone. Abduction. A drug war. Accidental participation in a triple homicide. Love and friendship from unexpected places. Thomas and his priorities would never be the same. Peace and quiet this was not. He hadn't been sure what he was looking for out there in the woods, but sometimes when you're chasing something, even if you're not sure what that something is, it catches you.