At age 18 Eden Daye loses her entire family to a vicious killer. Eden questions her own sanity when she describes the killer to the police.
“The . . . abductor threw your sister on its shoulder and leaped over the wall?” The agent questioned again.
“Not over it,” Eden said, her brow furrowed as she recalled the horrifying event. “To the top of it. A wall this tall is also deep It’s about four feet thick. It stood on top of the wall and . . . and—”
“And what?” Agent Knight’s voice was low and persuasive. “Howled!” Eden slapped her hand over her mouth as if trying to keep the words from tumbling out. “It howled like a wolf.”