GQ

Initially, Celeste is horrified and unbalanced when her boss assigns her to work not only in London, away from her comfortable home base and her perfect office, but he expects her to collaborate with people—a lot of people. It’s imperative she work alone and only rely on her own personal friend. Then he mentions NSH and everything changes. She does care about what the terrorist group is doing, all those deaths were definitely distressing, but her main interest in them is that they are hidden. There’s no information on the mastermind at all. That intrigues her immensely. She agrees to go. But the reality of interacting with so many causes her stress until Petty Officer Remington “GQ” Nash steps in and seems to know exactly what she needs. Men had never been on her radar—they took up too much time, were messy, and had needs she just didn’t want to understand. But she couldn’t seem to dismiss this particular man, who makes her think too hard and want too much. But she is going to need him when NSH reveals their catastrophic plan that chillingly includes her.