GENRE: Romantic Suspense
Cameron Scott hated the F word.
No, not that F word. Lately, he used that one with increasing frequency and never thought twice. It was the other that made him break into a cold sweat.
The word rippled through him with a shudder as he swung from the wrought iron fire escape and onto the roof of Nanodyne’s main laboratory. The thick tread of his shoes masked the echo of his footsteps. The only sound was the steady ticking of his Aviator watch—a gift from his XO on his medical discharge from the Special Forces.
Had the chief understood how it pained Cam to listen to the seconds pass by—the seconds he’d never again get back, the minutes of his life that seemed ever more pointless—the XO probably would have rethought the choice of going away present.
Still, Cam supposed he was the foolish one. He couldn’t bear to hide the small remaining connection to his A-team away in his sock drawer.
His days with the Special Forces were done. Kaput. Over. But once he successfully completed this job, the government would realize he was more than capable of handling large security contracts, like the last one they’d turned him down for solely based on his disability. His left knee popped with an audible crack, cramping in protest as he stuck the tension wrench between his teeth and bent to the deadbolt.
Disability, his a**.
His shattered knee did not define him.