No body, no crime. nThat's what they say on Heathens Hollow, where the line between desire and obsession blurs with each tide. nI return to my family's isolated island estate to recover, to heal. To escape the prison my life has become. nThe maze calls to me with its twisting pathways and secrets buried beneath the soil. nAnd so do they. n nTwo men, tangled in a storm of their own making. nDamiano, the groundskeeper who knows every hidden path through the maze. nFlint, the bartender whose eyes hold truths about the island I'm not ready to face. nFormer lovers. Current enemies.

Both now inexplicably tied to me. n nAs The Hunt approaches, Heathens Hollow's most dangerous ritual begins. nMasked pursuers. Willing prey. Ancient traditions that care nothing for outsiders. nSome things should stay buried in Heathens Hollow. n nBut on this island, secrets always find their way to the surface. n nn