I thought being forced to start over in my career was the worst thing that could possibly happen to me. That is, until that same night when I met a stranger in a bar. He was only meant to be a distraction from my spiraling mental state.
Little did I know, he would unintentionally set me on a new path in life—before I disappeared, at least. I left, immediately regretting that I didn't get his name and would probably never see him again.
Less than a year later, my new mentor passed away, leaving me nervous about what the future held once more.
And then I found out that his replacement—my new boss—is him. The guy. Kiernan Messor. My reason for turning to death work in the first place.
I need to be professional, but I'm not sure how long I can keep my hands to myself. Even if it means that I'll risk losing my job.
Again.
Contains mature themes.
