The Devil Hides in Plain Sight... He was my childhood crush. I was his best friend's little sister. I had no idea that when I got into a stolen car with Reynolds McAllister, it would cause me a lifetime of pain. Physical. Emotional. Chemical. There's no escaping my injuries from that night. I can cover the scars, but the limp in my leg is a constant reminder of what he did to me. The law may have punished him for his crime, but there's only one thing that's managed to help me function; a steady, addictive stream of painkillers. Stealing is what Reyn McAllister does. Objects, cars, hearts.