They call me an animal. Ruled by my base instincts. Owned by the rage roiling inside me. A rage so deep I can’t see my way out of it. Until her. Cilla is a pretty little trap I walk right into. And when the bait becomes the prey I’ll show them how much of an animal I can really be. Bound by deception, ruled by desire, I’ll solve the mystery of little Cilla or we’ll both be consumed by the never ending fury which threatens my very sanity.