My name is Rylee, and I am a Tracker.
When children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I’m the one they call. I am their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they cannot.
The FBI wants me on their team. Bad enough that they are dangling bait they KNOW I can’t resist.
The catch? It’s on the other side of the ocean.
And if I want what they’re offering, I have to help them with a salvage gone terribly, terribly wrong.
But this time, I have no back up. I have no Plan B.
And I have no O’Shea.
Shannon Mayer lives in the southwestern tip of Canada with her husband, dog, cats, horse, and cows. When not writing she spends her time staring at immense amounts of rain, herding old people (similar to herding cats) and attempting to stay out of trouble. Especially that last is difficult for her.