Author: quinnryder

And in his wake, he left behind a trail of endless, shimmering tears . . . SpecterThe man they once knew is dead, buried in a shallow grave outside of town with a bullet hole through his back. Their assassination failed, underestimating me, my thirst for life, and my love for Faith. I never meant for my absence to destroy her, yet staying gone was the only way I could keep her protected. For … keep her protected. For the last seven years, I’ve laid low, traveling through life and riding the streets like a ghost, never being more than…