GSI shut down, and Titan absorbed all of their contracts. Jared had a lot of crap to sort through, but he’d been handed a few jobs that Delta Team could knock out immediately and let his home-based team take a breather. It was never a good idea to let those Delta boys sit around and stagnate. Without the structure of a mission, they went feral.

Jared placed the wallet-sized teacup photo next to the folded-up e-mail he still carried, that same one where Sugar said she wanted to kick him. He laughed because sometimes, she did.

Putting the wallet back in his pocket, he saw his wife and her sister, Jenny, walking arm-in-arm with Asal. The three of them were dragging a neon-pink stuffed animal that was as tall as Asal. Without a doubt, he knew that he would be carrying that damn thing within twenty minutes. But that was okay. He would do anything for his girls.

THE END

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GAMBLED

GAMBLED

CHAPTER ONE

Afternoon light poured through the slats of the bedroom blinds. Brock Gamble had been home alone, drunk, for days. No wife. No kids. Just him and empty bottles of Jack and Johnny.

A freight train of nausea catapulted from his soured stomach, and he stumbled into the bathroom to dry heave, which was nothing new. Collapsing to his knees, his gaze tripped over the counter. It was free of all of his wife Sarah’s necessities. He twisted his head toward the bathtub, where no one had touched the bath toys he always stepped on.

His loneliness echoed around him.

Time ticked by while he climbed further into his personal hellhole. At first, this had seemed surmountable. Sarah would come home. It would blow over once he could explain. But then a week turned into two, and she didn’t.

I miss her so damn much. And the kids… The pain was incomprehensible.

One bad decision had led to another. When his family had been kidnapped, he hadn’t thought clearly. He’d betrayed one person after the next. His family when he hadn’t utilized any of Titan Group’s black ops resources. His mentor, Jared Westin, who’d taught him everything the military hadn’t. His men, the Titan team that bled loyalty. And he’d betrayed Sugar, a friend who he had abducted and offered in exchange for the safe return of Sarah and the kids.

It hadn’t worked. Big surprise. He’d been led around by his nuts instead of making tactical, strategic choices.

Regret hit him like a brutal tidal wave. The same wave pounded him day in, day out. As it threw another mighty punch of guilt and betrayal, Brock knew he’d throw up and pass out soon. Just to have the sandman visit him with nightmares.