A family of Fae, Angels, Guardians, and Werewolves
have spent the last five months searching for a shred
of evidence to lead them to their long-lost brother.
But once they have a starting point
Their end game crumbles.

This was supposed to be mine and Jeremy's happily ever after.
Our son arrives in a few months.
We're just getting settled into owning the diner.
The remodel on our apartment is almost finished.

But those maniacs who kidnapped Chris know we're getting close to finding them...
...or perhaps, they're getting close to finding me.

Now I'm standing on a deserted road
before a man who's got a blade to my sister in-law's throat
and another to the little boy Jeremy and I have been fostering.

They tell me I have to come with them,
or none of us will make it out of this alive.

I can't live with myself if I sacrifice their lives for mine.

I have to get in the van.