If Madison Westin and Fabiana Merceau have learned anything about living in the Florida Keys, it’s that nothing is ever what it seems. Every good deed goes on someone’s favor-trading tab. And always check your used furniture finds for dead bodies. When Madison spots a familiar face over a cup of bad coffee, she should have known the universe is throwing her another curve ball. She remembers Keely as a street-smart survivor hiding her innocence under a tough-cookie veneer. Now she’s wearing a look of fear… right before she disappears. Keely’s in trouble; Madison’s do-gooder spidey sense is sure of it. But prying the girl free of a rip current of legal sinkholes and bottom feeders with murky morals isn’t going to be easy. And that shiny new promise she made to Creole to stay out of trouble? She’s never going get all the scuffs and scrapes buffed out…