Rhys has spent his life being the master of disguise, being the young man who became an uncompromisable force, so when Autumn Kitsap calls on him to derail his own quest for justice to protect some game building beauty he isn’t happy. No matter how gorgeous this Blasian woman is protecting her is not his job, it’s not his mission, and it can only get in his way—or so he thought.
When a man who is a clone of his skills gets the hit on her there is nobody else that can save her. Can Rhys protect a woman who has become a marked target in a very deadly game while completing his own self prescribed mission? Or will gaming become the end game for both of them?