Abigail has spent her entire life paying for a betrayal she didn’t commit. Branded the daughter of a snitch, she grew up in the shadows of whispered insults and closed doors, her family name in ruins, disgraced.
She became an herbalist out of necessity, learning to heal her own wounds when others looked away, her hands becoming as skilled as they are rough.
All the while, her mother, Thelma, refuses to speak of the past—especially about Baxter, the father Abigail never knew. But her uncle’s stories paint a different picture: Baxter wasn’t just a man; he was a legend—a master con artist who could steal fortunes, identities, entire lives—and walk away smiling.
Since childhood, Abigail had admired her mysterious father, despite her mother’s insistence that she forget about him. Still, Abigail was determined to escape the life she’d been dealt. And who better to teach her the secrets of getting rich fast than the legend himself?
Abigail has spent her entire life paying for a betrayal she didn’t commit. Branded the daughter of a snitch, she grew up in the shadows of whispered insults and closed doors, her family name in ruins, disgraced.
She became an herbalist out of necessity, learning to heal her own wounds when others looked away, her hands becoming as skilled as they are rough.
All the while, her mother, Thelma, refuses to speak of the past—especially about Baxter, the father Abigail never knew. But her uncle’s stories paint a different picture: Baxter wasn’t just a man; he was a legend—a master con artist who could steal fortunes, identities, entire lives—and walk away smiling.
Since childhood, Abigail had admired her mysterious father, despite her mother’s insistence that she forget about him. Still, Abigail was determined to escape the life she’d been dealt. And who better to teach her the secrets of getting rich fast than the legend himself?
