Warning: steaming hot sex scenes with violence and language. This book contains all of the things that we've come to love about Elizabeth LaRue. If easily offended, this is not the book for you. It's all fun and games until you wake up hungover, and in bed with a dead woman. That's a real problem when you work for the FBI. Now, Doctor Anthony Magnus has found himself in that exact precarious position, and there's only one person that he thinks to call. The Fed he calls his best friend. Only, his self-destructive behavior has put him on a collision course right to a world of hurt, and Elizabeth LaRue isn't even sure that she can save him this time. She wants to help her friend by figuring out who poisoned his date, but this isn't FBI domain. So, she has to bend the rules, offer up some favors, and pull some strings. Luckily, she finds that help from a local cop. Detective Jack Warner is willing to help, but it's going to have a cost that will bind them all together for years to come. Tony's choices are now going to create friendships and outcomes that will put them all on a different path. One that will be deadly. Tony's night of poisoned champagne and dead date has changed their worlds, and not for the better. Can a suspicious cop and a desperate Fed pull off the miracle of the year by figuring out what the hell is going on in the District? There will be twists, turns, and nothing is what it seems when Elizabeth finds out that there are some shady things going on in the city that she calls home. With her team, there is only one thing that can happen. Justice. Enter the Truth and exit a whole lot of crazy. Once again.