Rolly Vance was built for greatness. A Harvard Law graduate, top of her class, with a mind built for courtrooms and constitutional battles. So why can't she get hired anywhere? Why does every application vanish into silence, every interview go nowhere, every door close before she even knocks?Five years after graduation, Rolly is scrubbing grease traps for $9.50 an hour in a town that feels like a waiting room for the grave. Her family has cut her off. And then the small things start happening: a missing pen, a defiled bar of soap, a sandwich that makes her sick within the hour. Someone — or something — is watching her. Contaminating everything she owns. Following her, every single day.But the truth, Rolly realizes, is so much bigger than paranoia. Somewhere, in a leaked cache of documents the world was never meant to see, is a prophecy. A name. A title that was never supposed to be hers.Now she's done waiting to find out what they want from her. She's running — and the only place left to hide might be the one place they can't follow.A propulsive, unsettling psychological thriller about ambition, isolation, and the terrifying line between conspiracy and collapse, for readers who can't stop wondering: what if the world really is watching?
