NatalieI'm in my final year of the forensic behavioral analysis program. My life hasn't exactly been rainbows and butterflies but if I can do anything right, it's this. Until I decide to join my roommate for a night out and everything goes south, fast. I can't let it distract me from finding the person, or people, who took my family from me. But keeping on track through additional trying times proves to be more challenging than I anticipated. The Widow Maker I've spent seven years dormant, irrelevant, dead to the world. Everyone thought I ceased to exist so I rolled with it. I became a functioning member of society, I lived out my urge to devour souls without so much as a police report, setting aside my audacious displays for a quiet life. That is, until my world collided with her. I'm caught up between needing to protect her and knowing she'll out me when she figures it out. If she figures me out. I should skip town. But my prey is ripe for the picking on a college campus. I can't let an undergrad throw me off, now. Not after so many years of making my way work for me.