She found the case. He already knew where it ended. Neither of them was supposed to survive finding out why. Forensic investigator Sera Voss doesn't believe in coincidence. She believes in documents, patterns, and the cold discipline of following a trail wherever it leads. For three years, that trail has been pulling her toward something she can't name — a shadow architecture beneath the city's financial infrastructure, three centuries old, still operational, and aware of her. She has a map that proves the ground she's standing on was never solid. She has her grandmother's copper ring and an ability she inherited with it that she has spent fifteen years calling professional intuition. She is done calling it that. Crime organization head Dante Mori has known about the Crimson Pact for eleven years. He inherited it with his father's empire and has been working against it ever since — from the inside, alone, at the pace of a man who understands that the most dangerous move is the one made too soon. He trusts three people. One of them is dead. He is not in the habit of making room for a fourth. Then she walks into his warehouse with three years of documentation, an ability neither of them can fully explain, and the specific kind of stubbornness that makes refusing her the worse option. The pact is three hundred years old. The man who controls it has been waiting forty years for her. She has fourteen months to stop him — and the only variable she didn't plan for was Dante. A dark mafia romance with a slow burn that earns every page. For readers who want a heroine who doesn't need saving, a hero who shows everything through what he does rather than what he says, and a love story that builds the way dangerous things build — quietly, completely, until there is no going back. The Crimson Pact is Book One of The Crimson Trilogy.