She surgically removes other people's trauma for a living. Guess whose shit she doesn't want to deal with? Her own.
Kiera's gift lets her experience-and extract-the worst moments of someone's life. It pays well. It keeps her busy. And it means she never has to face her own demons.
Then Chicago homicide detective Dean manipulates her into a serial killer case. The only witness is comatose, and Kiera's ability is the only way to access her memories.
Son of a bitch.
Every memory she pulls drags them closer to a killer who's already watching. It also drags her closer to Dean-a man who sees through her sarcasm and somehow makes her want to let him in.
Bad timing. Because the killer just made her his next target.
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He catches killers by thinking like one. She might be the only one who understands his darkness.
Dean's gift for getting inside a killer's head makes him good at his job. It also makes him wonder what it says about him.
When his team catches a homicide that matches two others across the city, Dean knows this killer won't stop. The only witness is comatose, and he needs a memory surgeon who can access what she saw.
He didn't want Kiera-her reputation for being difficult preceded her. But she's also the best, and when she agrees, he's not stupid enough to say no.
The problem? Working with her means she's in the killer's crosshairs. And the way she sees straight through his careful control makes her dangerous in a completely different way.
Losing her isn't an option.
A dark, steamy romantic suspense with a snarky heroine who bites when cornered, a detective with shadows of his own, and a psychic gift that makes everything devastatingly personal.
Content warning: Explicit sex scenes, references and depictions of physical and sexual violence (NOT between the protagonists), PTSD reactions, minor drug use, profanity and not just a little.