Life on the run came with a whole set of rules. Trust no one. Always have an escape plan. Show no fear. Then there was the alias. She hated the thought of changing her name. Mama had chosen it to commemorate a tower in a castle from her honeymoon—years before alcohol turned her father into a monster. Long before she and Mama and the baby had to flee for their lives. But if survival meant losing her identity, she would become anonymous. The girl without a name.