What if you woke in a damp forest naked, bruised, and unable to remember your life—your name? Would you trust the deaf stranger whose embrace feels familiar? Or the cop who speaks to you like you've committed a crime?Silas offered a guest room. He even agreed to call her Daphne. But that's not her name. She's three-thousand-miles away from home, and he doesn't believe in coincidences. Keeping an eye on her is the only way to protect his secrets and conceal their connection until he can determine her motives.Max doesn't trust her. Any good detective can see through an amnesia act. He just has to prove it to get out of his patrol uniform for good. The only thing in the way is his brother.In this small harbor town, nothing is as it seems. And until she can piece together the shards of memory that come and go, she's not telling them anything.