When no one is who they seem, the only person you can trust is yourself.
Detective Trinity Calhoun’s closest friend was due back weeks ago from his undercover operation, and the last thing she wants to do is take a trip. Not even to attend a high-profile conference at a swanky hotel on a beautiful island with all expenses paid. But with her boss counting on her, Trinity sets aside her misgivings and goes.
Except from the moment she sets foot on the ferry, something feels . . . off. First comes a man who’s far too interested in her. Then Trinity swears she’s spotted her late-to-return friend. And someone-who could be an ally or a foe-is definitely planting breadcrumbs for her. Is a little girl missing or is that, too, a misdirect?
Quickly, Trinity realizes the danger is closing in. And she’s trapped. Hemmed in by a storm that’s cut off both digital and physical access to the mainland. Her survival depends on her ability to differentiate between clue and bait. Because someone wants to help-and someone wants her dead.
Contains mature themes.

“Do you remember Savannah?”
How could she forget? Two decades ago, Trinity Calhoun’s best friend-eighteen-year-old Savannah Stuart-went missing. Just weeks later, Savannah’s body was found brutally slain outside the mountain town. With no suspects or leads, the local authorities dismissed the murder as a tragic one-off, likely perpetrated by a tourist. But Trinity wasn’t convinced.
Determined to do better for other victims, she left town and settled in Vancouver, rising through the ranks to become a detective. She’s never looked back. But now, an unexpected phone call from her former lover has her barreling down the highway to face the past.
Another young woman has disappeared under eerily similar circumstances. Allegedly. But the local police are disinterested. Trinity’s ex has a tenuous-at best-hold on his mental and physical health. And Savannah’s secretive and handsome brother is in town, asking an awful lot of questions.
Trinity’s focus is clouded. Maybe her judgment, too. As she wades through her past, she needs to answer a potentially life-threatening question: is there a dangerous, repeat criminal on the loose, or is she just desperate for closure?
Contains mature themes.

You can’t go home again . . . but can you return to the life you’ve made?
After a harrowing experience in her childhood town, Detective Trinity Calhoun has at last been cleared to return to her job at the Vancouver PD-but with a caveat. Her boss insists that she eases back into it by being chained to a desk. Trinity understands the request. She knows it’s reasonable. But that doesn’t mean she likes it. Or will abide by it.
And the desk, it seems, is the last place she can be. Because someone is stalking her. Baiting her. Using her long-solved domestic abuse cases to draw her out. And whoever the culprit is, they know an awful lot more about her than she does about them. Soon, everything Trinity values is on the line: her memories, her reputation, even her sanity. Nowhere is safe, and she can’t trust anyone offering her help-including her closest allies.
But is putting faith in only herself enough to stay alive?
Contains mature themes.