One day, Natalie Summers, the sister of a murder victim, waited outside the prison so that she could confront the man who had killed her brother. She had waited six years for this moment, a moment she was denied at the trial. She had researched the prison system and her brother's killer. She knew exactly what day he would be released and she was waiting for him. The trial had been a sham. The crime scene investigators screwed up when investigating the murder and had contaminated evidence. The perpetrator could only be charged with breaking and entering which carried a mere six-year sentence. Natalie wanted a confession, and, by golly, she was going to get it. She waited and waited but the prisoner never came out. She went back to the drawing board. She researched for a week before any sign of her quarry surfaced. It was an employment form at a company...hundreds of miles away! How had she missed him? She had been waiting for this confrontation for six years and he magically surfaced, in a different country no less, without her knowledge? No way! There was something weird going on, and she was determined to get to the bottom of it. She needed closure