Heroes

Things arent always what they seem My dark allure, my wicked cunning, and the way I play the game drives my man, Ash wild with desire. When he fights by my side, killing for me with expert precision, I smolder for him as well. Theres nothing we wont do for each other. To say were in love is an understatement. Ash is the fire and I am the flame, our passion burns bright. Weve become the ultimate killers. But the closer we get to unraveling the dark agenda of my demented father, the closer we come to cornering him and stopping him once and for all, the quicker he slips through our fingers, like smoke and mirrors, a twisted illusion drawing us deeper into the mysteries and darkness of my tortured past. We dont know who to trust. Darkness swirls behind the detectives friendly eyes. Is she who she says she is? Can she really help? Even my sister, Blair isnt who I thought, who I remember. Is anything as it seems? Ash and I must stick to the game plan, rescue the girls from the farmhouse, and take out the man who started it all, but are the people closest to us, the ones that claim to help, really our greatest enemies? How can we win the game when the rules keep changing?