Zeke Cross is eight weeks from a bullet when a stranger offers him two million dollars for one night's work. The job seems simple: Get close to Jasmine Goldman. Earn her trust. Show up at her family's charity gala. Everything after that has been planned down to the second. But Zeke's running out of time, and desperate men don't ask questions. Not about the luxury apartment that appears in his name. Not about the criminal past that should disqualify him but somehow doesn't. Not about why a master con artist would choose a broke car salesman for a multi-million dollar scheme. The plan is eight weeks. The debt is half a million. The deadline is absolute. Then Zeke makes his first mistake: Jasmine Goldman turns out to be real. When three hundred witnesses see him covered in blood at the Goldman estate, Zeke realizes he's been asking the wrong questions. The con isn't what he thought. The target isn't who he thought. And the man who put this in motion is ten steps ahead of everyone—including the FBI. Some debts can't be paid in cash. Some cons don't end when the money changes hands. And some lies become the truth before you realize you're living them. The only thing more dangerous than the setup is discovering who's really running it. A high-stakes legal thriller in the tradition of John Grisham—where nothing is what it seems, everyone has an angle, and the biggest con is the one you never see coming.