Delilah Where do you run when everything you touch turns to ash? The girl on my arm belongs to the man I hate most. The bounty on my head grows by the hour, and every monster in the underworld wants a piece of me. And then there’s him. The one man I can’t outrun. Emilio I’ve watched her from the shadows ever since she set my enemy’s life on fire. Up here in the North, everyone bows to my name, everyone except a stubborn little arsonist with too many secrets. But that won’t last. She will crawl to me. And I don’t care whether she wants it.