Agony by Yolanda Olson

We met under the New York skyline.
None of it was real, but for a split second, it seemed to be.
He was kind to me.
Too kind.
I knew he was hiding a secret—I just didn’t know what.
When I found out, New York fell away from me.
Every warm smile and softly spoken word seemed to hurl me back to reality.
I remembered that I was in the Devil’s Den.
What I didn’t know was that monsters lurked in the city of angels.
And it wouldn’t be long before I found out exactly who those monsters were.