Vance Thorne

You ran four hundred miles to Brooksing to disappear. From the debts. From the family curse. From him. Vance Thorne. The ruthless collector who took everything. Tall. Dressed in sharp, dark wool. A silver lighter flipping over scarred knuckles. You thought you found a safe haven. But the man you've been running from is leaning against your new front door. He didn't track you down to hurt you. He's here because he's the only monster bad enough to keep the others away.