One night. One choice. One man left behind in the dust.
Elias Brant thought he'd buried his past. Three years of honest work, a quiet apartment, and a woman who made him believe he could be someone else. Someone clean.
Then a handler showed up with a knife at Mara's throat.
Now there's a body on the kitchen floor, sirens in the distance, and Mara's voice breaking on two words: "Run. Now."
So he runs.
Across state lines and through desert storms. Past mile markers that blur into memories and highways that offer no mercy. Every mile puts distance between him and the woman he loves--and brings him closer to a truth he's been running from his whole life.
Because the codes stitched into a dead man's jacket tell a story Elias already knows.
H-7. R-3. KI.
The network doesn't forgive. It doesn't forget. And the only way out is to become someone who never existed at all.
A story about love that survives goodbye. About the masks we wear and the mile markers we leave behind. About heaven and hell--and the boot prints that prove we were ever here at all.
Heaven Ain't Far, Hell Ain't Either is a cinematic novel based on the album of the same name--a chain of music videos woven into a single narrative of flight, fear, and the fragile hope of forgiveness.