I was supposed to be the trustworthy one, the brother from another mother who fit right into the Kennard family and the social scene of Justice. I moved to town, opened a bar, became a friend to everyone who walked through the door. I also killed a few Soul Suckers along the way, but that was to be expected-you can't stir up a hornet's nest without expecting to be stung. But one night with a stranger brings my persona-and my entire life-to the brink of disaster. I should have recognized her, should have known who she was when she sat down beside me, but I'd spent too much time looking out for enemies. I never thought to be worried about my best friend's little sister. One night-after a few too many drinks-I crossed a line I shouldn't have, but that doesn't mean I regret it. It also doesn't mean I will stay on my side just because it's what I should do. Lainie Kennard should be off-limits and I should really stop killing people, but when the Soul Suckers come back to town and threaten the peace we've fought for, I'll do anything to keep her safe. Anything.