> Every seven days, someone she loves dies. > > And never gently. > > Angel has always lived for herself. For pleasure. For control. But control is slipping. > > First, her best friend. Then another friend. Then another. Each death more gruesome than the last, each exactly seven days apart. The police call it a serial killer. She calls it a curse. > > Assigned to her case is Detective Stanley - gorgeous, unreadable, and newly married. He should be off-limits. He is. That doesn't stop her from wanting him. From needing to have him, even if it destroys them both. > > As she falls deeper into obsession and fear, Angel starts to realize her memories don't match reality. Her past is full of holes. Her present feels staged. > > What if the killer isn't hunting her loved ones? > What if he's hunting her? > And what if he's been closer than she ever imagined?
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