Sometimes, when I touch things, words fill my head. Words that feel like thoughts—thoughts that are inside of me...but not mine. I used to think I was crazy. Used to. I'm starting to wonder if there's a reason for all the voices that tangle together in my mind. And if I'm right, then it's not my sanity I'm worried about—it's my life.

She touches your fingerprints. She knows your thoughts. This power that I have—this ability to reach inside people’s minds and know their thoughts…Anthony says it’s a gift. But ever since this “gift” started, my life has been in danger. And now someone I care about is in trouble because of me. I have to help him—if I can find him. Where is he?

She touches your fingerprints. She knows your thoughts. It was Anthony who helped me understand what I can do—who showed me that I wasn’t crazy. I was only trying to thank him, to help him find what he’s been searching for his entire life. But he thinks I’ve betrayed him. He doesn’t understand that the answers I found aren’t what either one of us expected—and the truth could hurt me as much as it hurts him.

She touches your fingerprints. She knows your thoughts. When everyone I trusted turned away, Anthony was there. He was the only one who cared, and he’s the reason I’m still alive. But now Anthony has more important things to do than watch my back. So it’s just me and Yana, and whoever’s out there watching, waiting for the chance…

She touches your fingerprints. She knows your thoughts. I finally know how to find the person who’s trying to kill me. But I can’t tell Anthony or Yana. They’re hiding something from me. And until I know what it is, I have to do this on my own.

She touches your fingerprints. She knows your thoughts. All this time, I’ve been looking for answers. I was sure that once I knew the whole truth, I would finally be safe. But I’m in more danger than ever. Only now, I’m ready to fight back.

She touches your fingerprints. She knows your thoughts. Yana was my best friend—and Yana wanted me dead. I should hate her for what she tried to do. But the people who stole what she loved most—they did the same to me. Yana still wants revenge, and she doesn’t want my help. Can I really let her walk into a trap?