Blood will tell. Life is better for Jem Berger. He’s got a job that he’s good at. He’s got a boyfriend he loves. He’s talking more with his mom, even though he’s not sure if he should call her mom. And there’s been no sign of the murderous pack of psychopaths Jem and Tean ran into a couple of months before. Sure, it’s not a job he loves. And things with Tean have been…weird lately—therapy, mood swings, a growing sense of distance. And when Jem’s mom calls, it’s not like they have anything to say to each other. But overall, things are definitely better. Until, that is, a snowstorm traps Jem and Tean at a resort in the Wasatch Mountains, and they find themselves caught up in another murder—one in which Jem’s mom is the prime suspect. Worse, Jem and Tean discover that the resort isn’t as isolated as they thought. And someone is hunting them.

All men are flesh. And all flesh must burn. Teancum Leon just wants to get through the next few weeks. Quietly. Without any fuss. That’s why he and his fiancé, Jem Berger, are keeping their wedding low-key. That’s why they’re not inviting anyone. That’s why Tean hasn’t told his family. But when a woman knocks on their door, Tean’s hopes for peace and quiet go up in smoke. History seems to be repeating itself: Amy Graham is the host of a local true crime podcast, and she claims someone is following her. Worse, Amy’s co-host was a woman named River Jordan—and less than two months before, Tean watched as a pack of killers slaughtered her to keep her from revealing a secret. Convinced that Amy is now a target for the same reason, Tean and Jem begin their own search for answers. As River’s notes lead them toward the past, though, they discover the killers have plans of their own. And their attention is fixed on a boy who has already escaped them once.