Thorne was a marked man whose cover had been blown; Ann was the only person he could trust, and when JD was shot and left for dead, she was the only one who could hide him.. as her husband in the cloistered Montana community where she'd been reared; it was torture to care for JD, to touch his body, and not have him; to try to keep him alive when he no longer could remember who wanted him dead, and now her too; for JD and Ann, their only refuge lay in the marriage that seemed more real than the killer closing in on them.