I had looked into the eyes of evil and lived another day to tell the tale. They were engrained in my mind, haunted my dreams. No amount of drinking could ever blur those eyes from my mind and the intentions behind them. The eyes of a killer- and that's exactly what he was. Twenty years ago, he murdered my parents. I always knew he would come back for me. Felt it in my bones. And now, I'd have to stare into those eyes again and learn what secrets were behind them. But if the man that destroyed my life thought he could take what he wanted from me easily, he was wrong. I'm a survivor and I never go down without a fight. And this time, I wouldn't run. I would stay and protect the one I loved.