It didn’t matter to Victor Kincaid which twin son he kept and which one he gave away. But it mattered very much to the tiny infant who was left near the altar of the church in the middle of that cold and moonless November night . . .
Chase Carlton has been alone all his life. Yes, there have been women, many women, with whom he has shared the smoldering passion that comes from the dark danger that lies deep within him. But he has never known love, and with every case, every solitary journey into the unspeakably evil minds of the killers he pursues, his heart becomes ever colder. When he makes the stunning discovery that he has a twin who may have been murdered by his wife, he sets out to entrap the murderess, never imagining that it will be he who becomes entrapped, enchanted, by the most daring illusion of all . . .
In the beginning, Jillian’s marriage to celebrated filmmaker Victor Kincaid was picture perfect. But over time everything changed. And on a fateful night he is lost at sea, presumed dead in a sailing accident. Then the news comes that he has miraculously survived. The man who returns to her looks like the husband who was lost, but there is something very different about him, and she finds herself falling in love again.
But there is such danger for her heart with this man . . . and there’s another danger, a lethal one, a psychopath who chooses as his victims women who look like her.