Bloodied and broken, I clawed my way out of hell at twelve years old. I left a corpse behind and took with me only trauma. I’m twenty-three now, and it’s no surprise I’m haunting the streets on the wrong side of the river, stealing to survive and provide for the one person who has ever cared for me. Only, my seamless thefts have started drawing the wrong kind of attention. Threatened into the dangerous task of breaking into Sinro Enterprises, a multi-billion-dollar private military company, I so