In a city where nothing dies clean and the shadows always ask for something back, Raevyn Virell walks the blurred line between informant, liar, and investigator. She's not a detective, not anymore—not since the last case broke her hands and left her partner in the ground. But when a child’s body turns up with a symbol Raevyn swore she'd never see again, she’s dragged back in.
Forced to work with Kairos , a sharp-eyed analyst whose loyalty runs cold and deep—too deep—Raevyn must wade through a case that ties the living and dead together in knots no one wants to untangle. Kairos has secrets. So does Raevyn. The difference is, only one of them knows how this story ends. Or thinks she does.
As clues dissolve and allegiances shift, Raevyn finds herself staring into a truth uglier than guilt: the killer they’re chasing may not be running at all—he may be waiting for her. And worse, he may have been invited.
In a world built on veils, masks, and contracts not written in ink, Raevyn will have to decide:
Is the truth worth breaking what's left of her? Or is survival the only justice left?