Poppy Pratt is the perfect daughter. Agreeable. Highly intelligent. Most importantly, she's excellent at keeping secrets-the kind of secrets that give other eleven-year-olds nightmares. Her father's perfect too...on the outside. He smiles for the preacher, attends neighborhood barbecues, even bought textbooks for the entire school. In their little town, everyone sees a hero-not a serial killer. But Poppy still feels like the lies are thick enough to choke on. So when her father surprises her with a trip to the Tennessee mountains, she's happy to escape the charade. But it isn't long before the trip goes awry. Between the incoming thunderheads and a climbing accident, the woods feel less like a vacation and more like prison. Luckily, a pair of friendly strangers offers shelter from the storm. But the couple, with their secluded mountain home, aren't as innocent as they first appear-it seems they know her father. And if they know him, , they might relish the sight of blood as much as he does. And no killer wants to risk leaving a witness alive, no matter how perfect she might seem. But there's always hope for a girl as smart as Poppy. She just has to be as sharp as her father.