In The Beginning (The Blightridge #1)

Everest:

I have the job. The house. People I love. I can’t complain. My life is perfect. Translation: My life is boring and I hate it.

It comes when I least expect it. An invitation. Blightridge is nameless. Faceless, even. No information. Anywhere. I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

The decision to come here was ignorant and impulsive, but it feels good. It feels right. Every face I meet and every turn I make… they don’t answer the questions I came here for.

The rumors twist the reality I’m living in. Despite the warnings, I laugh, I cry, and I thrive here, but somewhere in all this chaos there are secrets they aren’t sharing.

Coincidences that are impossible to brush off. Inmates with no convictions. Dots that just aren’t connecting. I don’t know what the truth is, and I’m torn between two sides, two very different lives.

I’m not a prisoner. This isn’t my home. These aren’t my people. I don’t belong here, but I’m not sure I can escape it either.

Welcome to Blightridge Penitentiary. Those who come… they never really leave.