Cheryls adrenalin rises, eyebrows arch, hair stands on end, and spine tingles when she serendipitously learns a sociopath has his sight pointed at a bulls eye painted on her back. Worse, or better yet, she knows when, where and how this diabolical deed is going to be carried out. What she doesnt know is, why? What she doesnt have is evidence to take to the police. In the prime of her life, blessed with two beautiful children and an impressive assortment of family and friends, Cheryl was living the American dream. Her faith, sense of humor, and ingenuity are put to task when shes left to her own resources in her quest to save her life. She treks through a path of anguish, trail of tears, lane of anxiety, and road of horror that ends at the gates of hell. The long arm of the law squanders her efforts to see the sun rise another day. She turns to family and friends for refuge and solace. If having to face that an innocent loved one wears the scar of death isnt enough, shes confronted by yet another villain who lay in wait to take aim at her. Every step of the way, profound connotations of life shine in the darkness.