She knows next to nothing about him, other than he works as a mechanic. Though he’s more like a riven knight in dented armor than a prince on a white stallion. Isaiah is her protector from the murderer at large in Clifton Forge. And the father she met beside her mother’s grave is as much of a stranger as Isaiah Reynolds, the broken man with soulless eyes standing beside her in front of the judge. She’s living in a tiny apartment above a garage owned by her brother, a man who loathes her very existence. Her mother, a woman she once admired and adored, is gone, leaving behind a trail of secrets and lies. But ever since her life became entangled with a former motorcycle gang, she’s learned not to expect anything but trouble.
“Genevieve Daylee didn’t expect to be standing in front of a judge on her twenty-seventh birthday.
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