He wakes up inside his own coffin as his wife plans to cremate him—but a jar his brother finds reveals a truth that could save his life and expose everything

friendly hand on the other side of the darkness.

In his case, that hand was named Miguel.

And though Luis never forgot the sound of the lid closing, he never forgot the moment it opened again either.

Because sometimes the truth appears buried.

Sometimes betrayal seems to win.

But in Mexico, where even the dead have memory, there are secrets that cannot continue reading …