Fractured Light

A gallery owner drowning in guilt. A war photographer addicted to danger. Margot Sinclair hasn't felt anything since the car accident that killed her husband—until Sebastian Reznik storms into her Manhattan gallery with images so brutal they expose war crimes and ignite threats from powerful men. Their volatile attraction cracks open wounds neither can keep hiding: his pattern of vanishing into conflict zones, her three years of emotional paralysis. Staying means facing the wreckage. Running means losing the only person who's ever seen through the armor.