Eli West's death was almost as good as forgotten after one chaotic night and a few days of wild, mindless speculation. But his return, took the town like a tidal wave that washed away the peace of the uneventful town. With five different identities and five different names, the mysterious boy comes back to the same town he had been forced to abandon, to escape from his dark past and future. No one would recognise the lanky boy who 'died' twelve years ago. No one, except Thea Montgomery, a girl who is always searching for trouble till finds herself waist-deep in dangers she had never dreamed of, after her life gets tangled with that of the guy who inspires a thousand questions. When his past returns to haunt him, Eli has to choose whether he should start all over in a new place, or submit to the filthy snares of his powerful and influential crime family that will stop at nothing to get him back; because every unfinished story is a ricochet that keeps rebounding to receive the deserved ending.

"Who's out there?" One of the men yelled. Of course only silence met them. I remained quiet and waited for the group to start moving again. "Maybe it was just an animal." Someone whispered. The person, who I assumed was the captain of the small squad, signaled for them to walk again. They clearly showed fear as they kept going; brandishing their weapons to guard themselves with. "Two are holding lanterns. I'll tell you when you're too close to them." I heard my friend whisper in my ear. I followed the men as I picked up another branch and waited for the right time to break it. They continued to walk through the forest, turning their heads in every direction as if an animal might lunge at them and rip their throats out. I guess in a way I was going to do that. "Go back a few feet." My friend whispered. I carefully distanced myself from the group and waited. "Where is she?" I quickly snapped the stick as soon as he finished asking the question. They stopped and two soldiers raised their lanterns to shine its light in the darkness. I quickly hid behind a tree before both of them turned where I was. A low frustrated growl came from one of the men, "The girl's playing with us. She's out here following our every move." How paranoia can cloud the mind. At nine years old, Silver decided to leave her village for the forest. Since then, she's been hunted; everyday is a fight for her life, every breath she takes could be her last, but she's determined to stay alive. Her life isn't the kind anyone would want to live but she's managed to survive this long so, what's a few more years?