I've spent years believing Sheriff Allen Pendleton was the enemy. The man who nearly ruined my father's career. The man I swore I'd never speak to, much less depend on.
But when my father is abducted and bullets start flying, Allen's the only one standing between me and whoever wants to find something I have.
I don't trust easily-not after the way my heart was broken by someone who chose duty over love. I've kept my distance from relationships, from faith, from anything that felt like hope. But Allen doesn't fit the picture I've painted. He protects without expecting anything in return. He listens when I speak, even when I doubt God is listening. And slowly, I start to believe I might not be alone in this.
Every clue leads us deeper into danger
deeper into truths neither of us are ready for. If I'm going to survive, I have to put my trust in the Lord... and maybe, just maybe, in the man I was certain I'd never forgive.