They call me an animal.
Ruled by my base instincts.
Owned by the rage roiling inside me.
A rage so deep I can’t see my way out of it. Until her. Cilla is a pretty little trap I walk right into. And when the bait becomes the prey I’ll show them how much of an animal I can really be.
Bound by deception, ruled by desire, I’ll solve the mystery of little Cilla or we’ll both be consumed by the never-ending fury which threatens my very sanity.