After the chaos that shattered his life—his girlfriend's tragic death and the horrifying moment he shot his ex in the neck—Chip Taylor found himself on the run, clutching the $68,000 that felt as heavy as a curse. Traumatized and shaken by the brutal encounters with two women who had twisted love into something dark and abusive, he yearned for a fresh start, a chance to escape the shadows of his past.

The back roads stretched endlessly before him, a desolate landscape that mirrored his fractured state of mind. His Mustang sputtered and stalled, the engine gasping for breath as he pulled into a secluded driveway, praying for solitude. The house loomed dark and quiet, devoid of any signs of life, and for a fleeting moment, he dared to hope that he could find refuge here—somewhere to gather his thoughts and plan his next move.

As he popped the hood and began to work on the car, the quiet night wrapped around him like a shroud, providing a momentary illusion of safety. But just as he thought he could breathe, a chilling sound pierced the stillness—the unmistakable click of a gun being cocked behind him. Chip’s heart raced, adrenaline surging through his veins as he froze, realizing that the sanctuary he sought might turn into another nightmare.