Rhearads
Three families control this shadow city. They hate each other with the civilised precision of people who have learned that open war costs too much. They smile at charity events. They share the same opera boxes. They send flowers to each other's funerals, right after ordering them.
Into this world walks one woman with a badge she can't show anyone, a past she can't outrun, and a heart she was supposed to have locked in a box the moment she took the assignment.
She was supposed to be invisible.
She was supposed to gather evidence and disappear.
She was not supposed to fall in love with the most dangerous man in the room.
Every move was calculated. Except him. - E.V