Just when I thought I’d finally have everything I’d ever dreamed of, it was torn away from me. Only two weeks on the job after being brought home, and everything goes to shit. No one expected this tragedy to happen—least of all me. Now, rage and heartache fuel me as I lay my father to rest, plotting the demise of those who dared to steal the man I loved most from me. To say that some are less than thrilled with my rise to power would be an understatement. That’s not surprising in the least. No, the problem is figuring out who those people are. My father warned me not to trust anyone but those he trusted with me. Even then, it felt like a risk to me. Each step I let them come closer gave me more to lose. Between a secret letter, a wedding picture, a hidden heritage, a plot to ruin my name, and the police knocking on my door, it’s been one hell of an introduction to being the boss. Adding the crowning cherry of having to turn to the darkness I’d been running from inside myself… I’m not sure how much more I can take. Those who are loyal prove they will support me to the grave and back, but it might not be enough. No matter where I turn, there’s another level of secrets and lies to unravel. Will anything I believe be the truth? Or is this just the beginning of the rabbit hole that shows me what's lurking in the shadows, having waited for my return?