When Rowan Hale receives a midnight group-chat message, she thinks it’s just another meme her friends send to stay awake in Seattle’s endless drizzle. It isn’t. It’s a photo of her husband, Callum Drake, half-dressed on a yacht, a pale-smiled woman clinging to him like she’s rehearsing the role of “future wife.” And beside them? His so-called brothers—Beck Wilder and Rhys Calder—forming a wall of alibis like they’ve practiced it for years. Rowan should fall apart. Instead, she switches on the part of her brain she abandoned for marriage: the strategist. With the help of her two unlikely allies— Sylvie March, the heiress-turned-CEO who refuses to lose, and Elara Finch, the quiet observer who’s been collecting truths like evidence— Rowan begins dismantling the life Callum thought he could hide from her. A lavender scent on the wrong shirt. A waterfront apartment leased under a shell company. A Nest cam with a very memorable IP address. A boat party that becomes a citywide scandal the moment the wrong screen lights up. But Rowan isn’t after revenge for revenge’s sake. She’s rebuilding on her own terms—for herself, and for her daughter, Mira. And if the truth scorches everyone involved, including the other woman, Aria Lowell? Then maybe they should’ve thought twice before lighting the match.
