"Sometimes, suffocating is the only way I really feel like I'm breathing."
Breaker Heights. Divided. A split, right down the damn middle. A place where dreams are made or come to die. You're either from the northside or, with the southside. Breaker Heights is one town, with two very different worlds. The most outspoken law... you can't have both. Yet here I sit in this fancy car, with my bags packed, transcripts transferred, and new guardianship. I'm upgrading from a crummy trailer to an exorbitant mansion. I belong on this side of the tracks about as much as a hooker belongs in a church. There definitely won't be a welcoming committee waiting for me, and if Ryder Conway has anything to say about it... well, I'll be sent packing before I even enter the front gate. We both have a mission though. Ryder wants to break me... make my life a living hell. That's okay. He thinks he's playing with fire, but let's see how long it takes him to realize he's dancing with the devil. My mission? Solve my father's murder and get the hell out of dodge.
***Full Violence and sexual content are within the book***