"The police are not ruling out the possibility that they have discovered the lair of a serial killer."
It was the stuff of nightmares. Crissy had survived, but she was the only one out of a dozen women who could claim so. That didn't mean she had gotten away unscathed, physically or mentally. Being held prisoner for days and repeatedly beaten and raped hadn't been the end of it. Losing the one man she'd trusted to help her recover had been the final blow. Now, as a single parent, she's headed down the coast with her daughter to look for some peace of mind. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that trouble would follow her.
Brock could never forget that fateful night he'd found the broken woman in the locked container. The fear and gratefulness in her haunting blue eyes would stay with him forever. As would knowing that it had been his partner who had tortured her and a dozen more unfortunate souls. That knowledge left him wondering if he could ever trust anyone again. But when he found out that someone was threatening the blue-eyed beauty once more, he knew that he would have to do something drastic to save her and to mend what was broken in himself.
