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I watched a man die in Detroit, and now, I'm the one running. Witness protection dropped me into a Mason apartment, a place as bland as my new name. But then, the texts started. A connection, a man named Red, a stranger from a past I shouldn't know. We gambled on a billion-dollar lottery, a set of numbers untouched, a glittering escape. Now, his friends are hunting us, their greed a tangible thing. He's chasing me through time, while I'm scrambling for paradise in Hawaii, hoping the sun can burn away the shadows of a Detroit murder. Can I trust a man whose past is a mystery, when a fortune and a killer are both closing in? Comparable works include The Time Traveler's Wife, The Lake House