It started with tragedy. And secrets. Hidden truths that refused to stay buried have come out to chase me. Now I’m on the run, living under a blanket of constant fear, pretending to be someone I’m not. And if I’m not really me, how am I supposed to know what’s real? Angelo Watch the girl. It was supposed to be a simple assignment. But, like everything else in this family, there’s nothing simple about it. Not my task. Not her fake name. And not my feelings for her. Beth is mine now. So when the monsters from her past come out to play, they’ll have to get through me first.