The thing about learning to smile through pain is that eventually, you stop being able to tell the difference.For three years, Naomi Hale smiled through everything her husband did inside the walls of the Blackthorne Grand - the most prestigious hotel in the world, and the most beautiful cage she had ever known.Then the assassin walked in.One night. Five bodies. And a man who called her Grace - her real name, the one she never gave him - standing over her husband's corpse with a gun still warm in his hand.She should be dead.She isn't.Now Naomi is trapped inside the Blackthorne Grand with Elias - the only person keeping her alive - while criminals seize the floors beneath her feet, police circle uselessly outside, and every exit promises something worse than staying. She tells herself it is survival. She tells herself the warmth she feels is just proximity. She tells herself a lot of things.But Elias already knew her name before she told him.And she still doesn't know why.A Few Days to Dawn - because the most dangerous thing that ever happened to Naomi Hale was not the night her husband died.It was the morning she stopped wanting to leave.