Not a Hero by Cherise Sinclair EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Cherise Sinclair
- Language: English
- Genre: Romantic Suspense
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Gabriel had tried being a hero. Served as a Navy SEAL, a police
officer, and as a mercenary. Yeah, no. He’d hung up his cape for
People didn’t want heroes.
And he was done risking his neck for anyone ever again.
Nope, he’d stay far, far from the job of hero and away from people, as
well. Damn straight.
Stiffly, he rose from where he’d been kneeling on the porch. The ladderback chair he’d made with hand tools was finished. Limping slightly, he
carried it inside and set it beside the kitchen table. Not bad, but it’d taken
him forever. He grinned ruefully. If he tried to make a living by building
furniture, he’d starve.
Shaking his head, he headed back outside. Long winter, small cabin. He
needed to be outside.
Spring had finally arrived on the Kenai Peninsula in Alaska. A couple
of weeks before, the river near Mako’s old cabin had been an impressive
flood of water with massive chunks of ice. Now, the water level was
returning to normal, and the snow was disappearing.
Back on the porch, he stretched. His left shoulder and hip only throbbed
resentfully, far improved from the stabbing pains he’d suffered when he
arrived last fall. Back then, he’d moved like a gunshot cripple—because he
was—now, his limp only appeared when he was an idiot and overexerted
himself. Like ever since the snow began to melt.
He should go into Seward sometime. He hadn’t been there since he
arrived last fall. He probably had mail piled up in the post office box.
The mail could sit and rot. After the disastrous ambush of his mercenary
team, which could have been prevented if the company hadn’t lied to him,
he’d quit and come here, to where he’d grown up.
The total isolation of Sarge’s old cabin was what he’d needed—to get
away from people. He shook his head. How so-called humans could do
such unspeakable things to each other, he would never understand. As a
cop, he’d seen crimes committed for money, sex, and drugs. In the Navy
SEALs and as a mercenary, he’d seen people fight over power, territory,
religion, and race. The atrocities he’d seen…
The ambush of his merc team last fall had been the breaking point. His
jaw tightened to the level of pain before he breathed out. Stop, dumbass.
The past was the past.
There weren’t any people out here. The cabin was off the grid. No
electricity, no running water. Rather rundown, despite the work he’d put
into it over the winter. When Mako’d brought him and the other boys here
—over twenty years ago—the log cabin had been one room with a loft.
That summer, they’d doubled the size and started the first of their lessons.
Construction techniques, obedience, respect, survival, and first aid.
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