The bedroom door slammed shut behind Leya with a cold, unforgiving clang.

She leaned back against the hallway her chest thudding in her ears. Her father was in jail. Her life had been bought. Samuel's lies went deeper than she'd known—and Harrison knew them. Not all of them, perhaps, but enough to send him to prison.

And now there was another.

Someone Samuel had feared.

A woman who might very well still be within, even.

She hadn't let her fury get the upper hand on her, though. ...