An accident three years ago damaged the part of my brain that recalls memories. But I’m coping with it. At least I was. Until I woke up in Belize with a stab wound and a woman lying next to me.

Amaya claims she found me in an alley and saved my life, but my instincts warn I shouldn’t be so quick to trust her. She’s got a load of secrets, and I’ve got my hands full with my own mystery.

My heart is saying one thing, but my brain can’t even remember Amaya’s face. Can a man with no memories of his past really have a future?