How many times can a man say he's sorry? Connor Maher is about to find out. As if dogging the brutal Sonoran Cartel through sun-baked Utah isn't tough enough, he's come face to face with his worst nightmare. Diminutive ex-Marine spitfire, Isabella Ramos, has just three words to say to him: I. Hate. You. Like he hasn't heard that before.
Why was he the one who got to live?
Izza only accepted the Utah operation because of Connor. It's time he knew the truth, but how can she trust him with her life much less the secret she's come to share? He's nothing but grief personified behind the guise of a blue-eyed, honorable man. Not until the cold-blooded SC dumps her and Connor in the farthest corner of the relentless Utah desert does she begin to realize that there are things worse than death.