"They want to take you back? They’ll have to come through me first."
I know three ways out of every room I’ve ever stood in.
Ten years ago I ran from something I’ve never said out loud, and built a whole new life a long way from it. A bar of my own. A town that knows my name. Locks on every door and a routine nobody gets past.
Then a stranger’s truck dies six miles outside my town.
Cole Mathison — ex-Navy SEAL, driving his dead brother to the mountains to keep a promise. He reads my bar in a single breath, and he doesn’t look away.
He was supposed to be passing through. Three days, a fixed truck, gone.
But the people I escaped have found me. A prosecutor wants me on the stand. The men in the dark want me silent. And the only thing standing between me and them is a man who sleeps on my couch with one thin wall between us — a man who looks at me like he’d burn the world down before he’d lose me.
I spent ten years making myself into a fortress nobody could get into.
He’s the first thing that ever made me want to open the door.
