Marissa Calhoun sits alone on a beach-like swimming hole nestled on Australia’s foreshore. Tonight the lagoon is hers and hers alone.

Or is it?

A tall figure steps out from behind the tree, his face cloaked beneath a dark hoodie. His footsteps slap against the pavement, fast and hard. Twenty feet, then fifteen, then ten.

Instinct kicks in and Marissa breaks into a sprint, but she’s too late. His hand claws into the back of her head. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he plunges her face into the water.

Who is Marissa’s vicious attacker?

And why does he want her dead?

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