Faith fled her compound one wintry night with four other genetically modified women. Glory, Honor, Charity, and Hope have all found men who adore them. Faith is happy for her sisters, but itâs lonely on her own. A man piqued her interest, but she ran the probabilities, and the odds of him ever being interested in her are thin. Tough and forbidding, Reginald was a field surgeon in the Middle East. He eats and breathes medicine. Besides, heâs married to the CIA. No wives in his past. Faith hacked into the personnel database to check.
Reginald Thomas agreed to run the CIAâs infirmary after a bullet nailed him in Afghanistan. Heâs one of a handful of scientists who produced the original batches of genetically modified humans, and heâs laid low since their rebellion. The catastrophe rankles, but he hasnât given up finding a fix for their genome problems.
A permanent bachelor for a host of feeble reasons, heâs substituted immersion in medicine and science for a personal life. Easier that way. And a whole lot cleaner. The status quo might be sterile, but at least itâs trouble free. When Faith catches his eye, he fights his attraction to her, but itâs a losing battle. Loving her fulfills him, and he canât walk away. What will happen if she discovers he helped create those like her? In a radical departure from his normal forthright manner, he buries that fact deep. If she never finds out, it canât ever come back to bite him.