I never imagined my life could fall apart so quickly.

It all started when my credit card was stolen.

I chalked it up to bad luck. A minor annoyance. Until more things started happening—fraudulent loans taken out in my name, my bank accounts drained, and I was even accused of a crime I couldn’t possibly have committed.

And it became terrifyingly clear this wasn’t just bad luck. This was intentional. Someone was methodically tearing apart my entire life, and when I tried to get help, no one would believe me.

As the walls closed in, I kept asking myself, who would do this to...

I never imagined my life could fall apart so quickly.

It all started when my credit card was stolen.

I chalked it up to bad luck. A minor annoyance. Until more things started happening—fraudulent loans taken out in my name, my bank accounts drained, and I was even accused of a crime I couldn’t possibly have committed.

And it became terrifyingly clear this wasn’t just bad luck. This was intentional. Someone was methodically tearing apart my entire life, and when I tried to get help, no one would believe me.

As the walls closed in, I kept asking myself, who would do this to me? Where can I turn?

Then my best friend connected me with Blade and Arrow Security, and I realized there’s a silver lining in all this.

Dante. A man I met once and never forgot. He believes me. And as this identity theft turns to something much more dangerous, he’ll do whatever it takes to protect me.

There was a spark from the first time we met.

When I met Sarah at our friends’ wedding, there was just something about her that drew me. But she wasn’t available, and I wasn’t looking for a relationship. Not to mention, she lived almost two thousand miles from me.

A year and a half later, everything changed. I moved to Texas to start up the new branch of Blade and Arrow Security with a group of former Green Berets, just like me. Not long after, Sarah came to us for help.

When I go to meet her, she’s just as amazing as I remember. Beautiful. Smart. Kind. Single. And now we live less than a hundred miles from each other. Close enough to see if this spark between us can turn into something more.

Except she’s a client, and I’m in charge of her case. And I’m worried that pursuing a relationship will cloud my focus. Put her in more danger than she already is.

But it’s getting harder to deny my feelings for her. And the more time I spend with her, the less I want to.