Kellen has a past he won’t talk about. The cult he grew up in, the torture scar on his shoulder blade, the tight-knit family that shattered. He’s good at what he does, and for thirty-six years, he’s believed that’s all that matters. But when an ordinary operation to take down a drug gang veers straight into the buried secrets of his past, the self-preserving rules Kellen has lived by become exactly what’s about to break him. He’s unraveling, and this blindfolded boy knee-deep in gang involvement might be the only person who can catch his fall. They’re just nightmares, the terrifying dreams Kellen Eastland has suffered with his whole life. Just nightmares—until the tortured, blindfolded, and restrained boy he dreamed about is sitting right across the table from him in cold hard reality. And suddenly 18 years of PI experience doesn’t even matter, because Kellen can’t tell what’s real anymore: the rapidly growing possibility that his dreams predict death, or the even more terrifying realization that he’s falling for the one who dies.