Everyone has a family secret.Mine was buried beneath the house where I grew up.For twenty-two years, I believed my father died protecting our family.I believed my mother had spent her entire life trying to keep me safe.And I believed my older brother was the only person I could trust.Then, on the night of my twenty-second birthday, I received a letter from someone who was supposed to be dead.There were only six words written inside:Your father didn’t die for you.He died because of you.From that moment on, everything I knew began falling apart.The people closest to me started lying.Old enemies began appearing.A man from my family’s past walked back into my life carrying secrets he refused to explain.And someone inside my own family wanted me dead.Now I have to uncover the truth before the people hunting me find me first.Because the deeper I dig, the more terrifying the truth becomes.My family isn’t protecting a secret.They’re protecting a crime.And I’m the last person who should be alive to expose it.