Blurb
Lane Birchson has a slight problem.
Second-born son of the Birchson family, he has always known his place is in his brother’s shadow. After all, Lane is the quiet, law-knowing brother in the trio.
A voice of reason in a family of maniacs.
Given his way, he probably would have been a lawyer.
Probably.
Someone is out to kill him.
After waking up on his birthday holiday with no memory of the night before, Lane is hounded by constant sightings of a mysterious man in a hood.
He’s almost certain this stranger has a gun, too.
Given his hobby of drug-using, he isn’t sure if the man is real, or a convincing hallucination.
Until he’s framed for murder.
When the body of Lane’s close friend is found decapitated and brutalised, all evidence points back to Lane being the killer.
Except he isn’t.
He may not remember much of his birthday party, but he would definitely remember torturing a friend.
Right?
Or maybe he wouldn’t.
