Coveted by N. Isabelle Blanco

And fear not them that kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul; but rather fear Him that is able to destroy both soul and body in hell. – Matthew 10:28

Just when I thought we were getting closer, the Slayer threw us for a loop.
She changed up her pattern.
Amplified the already harrowing sense of panic rippling through the city.
And I, personally, have a heaping double dose.
While that psycho continues killing in rapid succession, I’m still in the midst of trying to uncover, not only what’s happening behind closed doors at the DuBois estate, but if their wealth makes them targets, too.
Bottom line—my girl is in some kind of trouble.
I can feel it within every fiber of my being, and when she disappears from one day to the next, I fear the worst.
A fear I have no choice but to control.
One that must remain hidden away as I attempt to keep my head in the game and deal with a now rogue partner.
But the drink calls me, memories of Kiera relentlessly taunt me—all while the body count continues to rise.
No one is safe.
Everyone is a suspect.
And after one mysterious late night kill, I think it’s safe to say the stakes are higher than ever before.