As an artist in NYC, Calvin Shumacher finally has the life he's always wanted. In fact, only one thing can get him to come back to Illinois -- his father's funeral. All he wants is to bury his dad and hightail it back to New York, but a sniper at the graveyard puts those plans on indefinite hold.<br><br>So does Matthew Soto. The gorgeous gunman who speaks of monsters wearing human faces. And predicts there won't be a body for police to find.<br><br>Calvin doesn't know what to think when Matthew claims he didn't do anything wrong. All he knows is that this man's haunted eyes seem to pierce right into his soul. But as each of Matthew's assertions comes true, Calvin slowly realizes this killer could be the only thing standing between him and an unspeakable evil ...

Walk Among Us

“I have one Matthew Soto, sir. Would you like the number, or do you want to be connected?”


Calvin paused. He needed to think this through. Soto was a killer, whether the police had a body or not. Confronting him in the dead of night was stupid, no matter how he looked at it. Just because he wanted answers didn’t mean he was willing to gamble with his life to get them.


He scrambled inside the Wal-Mart bag for one of the pencils, scribbling Matthew’s number down on the back of the receipt. Thanking the operator, he disconnected and tossed his phone onto the passenger seat.


Even though he’d made his decision, he was still torn. Nothing waited for him at Ted’s house except dark memories and darker shadows. Matthew’s couldn’t be any worse. Logic warned him to be careful, but his gut told him he had nothing to fear. Matthew had had multiple opportunities to hurt him and had never taken the chance.


He’d never been cornered on his home turf before, either.


Chapter 10