Some family secrets are better left buried.
Southern Gothic meets Noir in this high-stakes journey of identity, madness, and the price of a name.
Woody has always been an outsider. Between his faked English accent and the "madness" he inherited from a mother he never knew, he's lived a life of books and isolation. But when the truth about his father, Marshall, finally surfaces, Woody realizes his quiet life was a lie designed to keep him alive.
The search for the truth takes him to Paradise Falls-a seedy motel where neon lights flicker over decades of mafia blood.
To survive, Woody must play the part of a lifetime: maneuvering through witness protection, dodging a psych-ward sedative haze, and outrunning a hitman cousin with a snake tattooed on his throat. His final stop is a silent Welsh village, where a minister holds the final piece of the puzzle-and a weapon pointed at his chest.
Is Woody the miracle child his grandmother prayed for, or is he exactly the monster the mafia needs?