The low rumble of an outboard motor shatters the quiet
of the lake. Treading water, fifteen-year-old Jane Killian
waves her arms to alert the boater to her presence. But
instead of veering off, he points his craft directly at
her. The boat's hull fills her vision. A scream rips past
Jane's lips, lost in the engine's roar . . .
Now, seventeen years after the afternoon that changed her
life forever, Jane has everything to live for. A series of
reconstructive surgeries has restored her lovely face.
She's the toast of the Dallas art community, her edgy
sculptures lauded as both disturbing and beautiful. She and
her husband, renowned plastic surgeon Dr. Ian Westbrook,
are completely in love -- and overjoyed that Jane is
pregnant.
Then Jane's happiness shatters. A woman with ties to Ian is
found brutally slain. Unbelievably, the police focus their
investigation on him, making him their prime suspect. Still
in shock, Jane receives an anonymous message that reads
simply, "I did it on purpose. To hear your screams."
The police, including Jane's estranged sister, Detective
Stacy Killian, believe the message is from a crank, someone
who's become aware of Jane's past through the media
attention surrounding her controversial artwork.
But Jane knows better. It's from him. The man who stole not
only her face, but her sense of security. The man she has
always believed deliberately hit her -- and got away with
it. And now he's found her again. Living with this terror,
Jane digs into Ian's past in an effort to prove him
innocent. But each new clue she uncovers points not to
Ian's innocence -- but to his guilt. And as she struggles
against doubt and suspicion, her stalker moves closer. His
anonymous messages take a terrifyingly intimate turn, and
no one close to Jane, it seems, is safe.
Fighting to save her husband and the life growing inside
her, Jane must face a horrible truth: Her tormentor knows
everything about her. Her likes. Her dislikes. Her daily
routine. Most terrifying of all, he knows her fears. He
feeds on them.
He will use them, until finally he can . . .See Jane
Die.
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