I’m Evan Mason. NHL hockey player for the Chicago Blackhawks.
I spend my nights roughing up two hundred pound defensemen and, at times, spend more time in the penalty box than I do on the ice.
That’s my job.
One night changes everything I thought I knew about my life on, and off, the ice.
A girl. Helpless. Brutally beaten and left for dead in an alley.
I can’t just leave her there so I take her to the hospital. But the moment I try to leave, something inside me roots me in place.
A need to know her.
So in a room full of family members praying for their loved ones to pull through, I pray for a girl I don’t know, to have a beating heart.
What I never saw coming?
The day she opens her eyes. Beautiful, innocent, witty… I’m drawn to her. Desperate to be near her.
I find myself rearranging my life and obsessed with finding the one who did this to her.
I question my sanity, my friends, and everything I thought I knew, including my attachment to her.
Chicago has nearly three million people in it.
Why her?