After my father dies, his funeral leaves me with no home and no one left to claim me.
Blake, his former best friend, is older and full of secrets, and he offers me a room at Windridge Hall, his partly renovated hotel high in the mountains.
I expect shelter, then meet his son, Levi, younger and reckless, watching me with the same hunger Blake does not hide for long.
I should want neither of them, yet the tension between father and son keeps pulling me closer.
Cold spots, unseen eyes, and stick dolls left on my pillow make me wonder whether we are alone in the house.
Once the first snow seals the mountain road, I may still be here, caught between both men and whatever else is stalking the halls.
