He was the last man I should have trusted. I put him on the hood of a truck before I learned his name.
I came to the surface with nothing. No city. No collar. No people. Just one question and two years of dark water to carry it through.
Then a boy I taught to swim washed up dead on a Texas beach, and the only man who could help me find out why was a motorcycle club VP with a sharp mouth and sadder eyes than he lets anyone see.
One motel room. One bed. One night that changed what I was hunting for.
Now the truth is worse than betrayal. It has his brother's face — and a name my people buried twelve thousand years ago.
I have spent my whole life holding a gate that was never meant to open.
So why does the only thing I want now live above the water?
Genre: Romantic Suspense
I came to the surface with nothing. No city. No collar. No people. Just one question and two years of dark water to carry it through.
Then a boy I taught to swim washed up dead on a Texas beach, and the only man who could help me find out why was a motorcycle club VP with a sharp mouth and sadder eyes than he lets anyone see.
One motel room. One bed. One night that changed what I was hunting for.
Now the truth is worse than betrayal. It has his brother's face — and a name my people buried twelve thousand years ago.
I have spent my whole life holding a gate that was never meant to open.
So why does the only thing I want now live above the water?
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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