Paul wasn’t looking for anything special that rainy autumn afternoon when he met Max in a Chicago Starbucks. But Max was—a simple, uncomplicated romp while his boyfriend was out of town on business. And Paul was only too happy to oblige. There was only one Paul was HIV positive. And just a few weeks after his hot encounter with Max, a letter arrived for him, containing some legalese about HIV infection being a criminal act, with a few chilling Dear Paul, You infected me. You didn’t tell me. You need to pay. All the best, Max Those words turned Paul’s world upside down. He had told Max. Hadn’t he? They had used a condom. Hadn’t they? Come along for a heart-pounding ride full of secrets and lies.