Caring means making mistakes. Out of all the things I've been taught, this rule stands out the most, runners up being "Trust will only end up stabbing you in the back" and "Love is the biggest sin of all". Lovely bunch, aren't we? My name is Reese Brooks. Yeah, you heard that correctly, and yes, I am who you think I am. Daughter of number three on the FBI most wanted list? Check. It's not as bad as it sounds, honestly. I learned to rob banks, follow people without them noticing, set up weapon deals, kill people... Okay, it is as bad as it sounds. But hell no if I am ever going to admit that. I've been wanting to get out for a while. Unfortunately for me, I don't exist. No ID, no records, nothing confirms that a Reese Brooks has ever been born. If they find out I exist, they'll go after me to get intell and leverage on my father. They being the feds. Ironically, it's the feds that got me out. When they offer me a job in exchange for an identity, I of course won't object. But maybe I should've thought it through a bit better. Co-workers that would rather see me go than stay, a job that requires me to doubt everything I've ever known, and a partner that won't for the life of him trust someone like me. Add the fact that the people back in the criminal world aren't exactly ready to let me go just yet, and you get a rather exhausting combination. But I'll make it work somehow. I always make it work. They may be the one holding the gun, but at least it will be me who pulls the trigger. ~~~~~ All credits for the AMAZING cover go to @MagmaKepner THANK YOU SO MUCH MAGS!