Here's the thing about witnessing a murder in Crescent City — the truth doesn't matter when the cops can write their own version of what happened. Now my father's in prison for a crime he didn't commit, and I'm the only one who knows what really happened that night.

The cops, the judge, the whole system… they're all part of something darker than anyone suspects. And if they think I'm just going to sit back and watch them destroy my father's life, they clearly don't know what I'm capable of.

They're about to learn what happens when you take everything from a daughter who has nothing left to lose.

Sometimes the only justice you get is the kind you take for yourself.