For two years, she and Cassie had been inseparable. And then one night, Cassie had disappeared from her bed. In her place, her abductor had left his calling card, a macabre nursery rhyme. Cassie had...

Bakersville was never going to be the same. She’d been to other small towns where the residents all thought serial killers looked like monsters, that no member of their community could hide such dark desires....

He also had deep brown eyes, light brown skin and an infectious grin, even in the middle of a grueling SWAT workout. In short, exactly her type. If only he wasn’t a teammate, making him...

The instant Isabella Cortez left the safety of the FBI building, goose bumps skittered across her skin and her senses went on high alert.

Nine people had died today. And it didn’t matter what the FBI had thought of her actions. Her career as a negotiator had ended before it had even begun.