As her bridal white was macabrely tainted by the blood of her groom, Rayna Russo swore vengeance for the man ultimately responsible for her stolen happiness. Daughter of a professional sniper, she was no stranger to the subterranean world of violence and deception. She had learned the craft well. She became a vengeance machine; honing her skills and training her body as one would sharpen a deadly sword. She lay in wait, looking for the weakness that would result in the greatest pain to the enemies she sought.

 

There would be casualties... there always are in the world she entered. Perhaps the greatest casualty was that of her own innocence and the future she’d planned.