Showdown at Shadow Junction

Once Jade was alone in the guest room, her strained willpower caved like a sand castle in the rain. She dropped to the bed as the events of the past two days stormed her mind. The handcuffs. The iron bed. The pitch-black prison when the power had gone out.

Reggie, bloody, the eyes of a madman, chasing her as she fled from his brutal captivity.

It seemed unreal, a nightmare. But those were the truths she had to share with these strangers who posed as family.

Once she did, would they believe that she had no part in Quaid’s murder and no idea what had happened to the necklace that had started this roller-coaster ride of terror?

Would anyone?