I thought I knew who my enemies were, and who I could trust. I was so fucking wrong. With vengeance burning like fire in my blood, I convinced myself it didn’t matter who I hurt as long as I made the Black Roses pay for my dad’s death. But my father is alive. And now Gavin wants me dead. Trust is in short supply. A target has been painted on my back. My heart is a tangled mess. But I've never been one to roll over and give up, no matter how bleak things look. The world has turned upside down, and if I'm going to survive in this dangerous new landscape, I’ll have to fight for it. Even if I have to wreak havoc.