Three short days from retirement and one last assignment lands on my desk. After twenty years on the Powered Task Force, I was ready to hang up the badge and fade into the nothingness.
I had earned a quiet life. But just before my final shift, the captain hands me a top-secret mission. It’s not the Christmas gift I wished for. I expected supervillains.
I got a winter wonderland complete with a log cabin and a huskular recluse with a sexy beard and the saddest eyes I’ve ever seen. I can protect him from the enemy, but I can’t save him from despair.
What’s worse, the more I watch him, the more I see a reflection of myself. Turns out, we’re more alike than I’d like to admit.
When a seven-foot-tall creature comes knocking, my ability to wield the power of winter isn’t going to save the day.
Stuck between a villain and a myth fading from existence, I need to come up with a plan or this is going to be the worst Christmas ever. This holiday gave me the one thing not on my list: hope.
