I never could have guessed the danger that was stalking me.
Or who was stalking me.
Until the only thing that had ever mattered to me was threatened, and then I had to sit up and smell the roses. Torn between a ghost and a man, I found myself on the run.
Instinct had taken over. She was all that mattered.
I couldn’t fail.
What wouldn’t I do?
*Previously published under the name HARLEM DAE and with different cover art
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