Every victim had a price carved into their forehead. His wife's said FREE.FBI Special Agent Logan Matheson spent three years hunting the killer Chicago called the Shadow - a contractor who takes commissions, executes them with surgical precision, and marks each body with the fee. Matheson was closer than anyone had ever been.Then, on the night before Christmas, the Shadow came to Benton Avenue.Four months later Matheson is living under a borrowed name in a small Colorado town at the mouth of the Royal Gorge, drinking one glass of bourbon a night and pouring a second he never touches. The Bureau calls it protective relocation. He knows what it is: the case has been taken away from him, and the only thing left is the part of it that lives in his head.Until a sycamore branch appears on his porch step. Until a stranger greets him on Main Street by the name he no longer uses. Until he wakes at 3:47 in the morning from a dream in which he is not watching the killer - he is the killer, feeling the weight of the hatchet in his hand - and learns the next day that a young woman died exactly the way he dreamed it.Someone is inside his house. Someone is inside his sleep. And every move being made in Cañon City is designed to make the evidence point at one man: Logan Matheson.To survive, he will have to stop asking who the Shadow is and start asking the question the killer has wanted him to ask all along: why him?While You Were Asleep is the first book of the Matheson Chronicles, a psychological crime trilogy about a man who runs toward smoke, the killer who has been watching him for fifteen years, and the price of finally understanding what he was given.
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