Samantha Wycoff I don’t belong at this party. I wasn’t invited. So how in the hell did I get here? How does a small-town woman who lives in clogs and comfy clothes wind up crashing a birthday bash in toe-killing stilettos and a cocktail dress?

Revenge.

My son Thomas is dead, beaten so severely he never woke up. I know his girlfriend, Velvet Flores, is guilty. I just can’t prove it.

But Micah Merrick can. For a price. He’ll help me bring Thomas’s killer to justice-if, in return, I join his team of government troubleshooters. For some reason, he thinks this retired schoolteacher/church lady/professional volunteer is perfect for almost any mission. Except this one. Because Velvet Flores knows my face.

It’s an unusual arrangement. But with the help of Micah’s Misfits, I can get want I want-justice for Thomas. Even if it costs me everything…