Every instinct U.S. Marshal Morgan Jacobs has screams she's dangerous. And all logic says she's crazy. She couldn't have turned that man to stone with her gaze. That's impossible. Except she has no other explanation for what she remembers about that night or how she got away from him four months ago. And when her friend is kidnapped, Morgan must partner with the mysterious FBI agent Alexander Gage and face the truth...... the monsters of myth are real and she's one of them.* * * * Ears ringing, Morgan dragged herself around. She reached for the gun at her belt that wasn't there, her brain stuttering, as insanity stepped into the lobby.A monstrous man towered above Gage. Flecks of rain on his bare chest and arms caught the wildly swinging light above him, accentuating grey, coarse skin. Behind him, the lobby doors were a wreck of crumpled steel, shattered brick, and shards of glass, as if a truck had plowed through it.Morgan struggled to breathe. This was not happening. It was impossible. She had to be hallucinating. But the monster snarled and the muscles in its thick arms bunched. It hefted an enormous hammer and swung at Gage.Gage ducked. The hammer slammed into the mailboxes with a boom. Metal squealed and bent, and doors flew open.Morgan ground her teeth. It had to be a normal man. It had to. Her mind was transforming him into a monster--just like the flash of her neighbor moments before. But the vision didn't fade. He whirled toward her, turning inhuman yellow eyes on her, and curled back his lips, revealing large pointy teeth.Just a man."Back off." Gage pointed his gun at the man... monster.He growled. "That isn't going to stop me."Gage fired. The man-monster jerked but didn't fall. He swung the hammer toward her.