He delivered packages for a living. No past. No problems. No one trying to kill him before breakfast.

That changed on a Tuesday.

A mysterious envelope. Three armed men. A city that suddenly wants him dead. Aryan Hossain spent three years burying the man he used to be — but the man he used to be had secrets even he didn't know he was keeping.

She was supposed to be a stranger in an alley. A brief collision, a scattered cactus, a woman with sharp eyes and sharper words who should have walked away.

Nadia Islam did not walk away.

Now they're tangled in a conspiracy that runs deeper than either of them imagined — chasing a ghost named Raven through the rain-soaked streets of Dhaka, racing against a deadline that ends in a room with no exits, carrying secrets encoded in blood and trust and the terrifying possibility of something neither of them planned.

Guns. Lies. A cactus named Gerald. And a hero who was never supposed to matter this much.

Some legends are built in battle. Some are broken by love. And some — take their last breath — and finally begin to live.