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.