Rib And Recoil

He built a cage to catch a monster. He didn't expect to fall for the bait.

Cassidy I ran as far east as the continent would let me. Forty thousand dollars in cash, a stolen drive full of my husband's darkest secrets, and a new name. I thought I found the perfect hideout: a secluded cottage on Heron Neck, a narrow Maryland peninsula that floods twice a day. I thought the lock on the outside of my bedroom door was just a coastal eccentricity. I thought my quiet, rugged neighbor Declan Stone wa...