Gala Evans had no choice but to turn to the man who abandoned her at twelve years old. For the first time in her life, she was drowning in financial trouble, thanks to her mother’s addiction. Three jobs weren’t cutting it anymore, and she could barely scrape by to the end of the month. Rejoining the military was her only way out, and only her father had the pull to get her back in after her mother had wrecked everything.
He didn’t hesitate to step in. Gala had never been a reckless soldier; she carried out her deployments with precision and climbed the ranks to sergeant by the tender age of twenty-one. But her mother’s instability forced her out of the armed forces. Gala had gotten tangled up with the wrong crowd trying to help her mom, and the military brass couldn’t ignore the dangerous connections that came with it. She thought her career was over, but her father had other ideas.
The job he offered was straightforward. She’d spend half the month at a high-security military compound in a classified location, pulling guard shifts for a paycheck with so many zeros that Gala hesitated to even say the number out loud. All she had to do was follow the boundaries set by her superior and keep her mouth shut around civilians and any military personnel outside her team. Gala didn’t think twice about signing on—it was easy money, and a hell of a lot better than getting shipped off to the desert.
She had no idea what she’d really be guarding. Behind those walls lurked something brutal and twisted, something she’d be wise to ignore if she didn’t want to land in deeper trouble than she was already in.