Our little family has been together for four years, and life has been good, considering my track record. But in the blink of an eye, my ease was suddenly gone when I heard his terrifying words. I knew from the look on Tango's face and the way he avoided my gaze--all hell was about to break loose. Now it seems like the dangers I spent years desperately avoiding are starting to threaten my happily ever after. Maybe it's because I let my guard down. Or maybe it's because I was starting to trust again. But I can't even trust the people closest to me, and now I remember why. Screw with me, that's one thing. Screw with my family, and we've got a problem...