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Haunted by the ghosts of his family and the love he lost, a Marine sniper with a fractured mind must now decide if the world deserves his protection or his vengeance.
The Blackhawk estate door clicked shut behind Ivan, sealing him in a tomb of polished marble. His duffel bag, containing everything he owned, felt obscene on the Persian rug. From the study doorway, M
The nursing home smelled of antiseptic and slow time. Mrs. Gable's hand, paper-thin and trembling, gripped his with surprising strength. She didn't see the Grim Reaper; she saw the boy who brought her
The Forward Post is just a house, like she said. The coffee is bad. The other men in the room don't look at him, and he doesn't look at them. They share the quiet like a perimeter. When Linda nods fro
Eleanor's and her lawyer created a ironclad will that Micheal and Michelle couldn't take to court. Ivan was to get the house. Ivan gets her 50 percent stake of the company. Ivan get his dad's 50 perce
As Ivan slept well sleep had had not had in a long time