Boomer

They’re hunting ghost ships off the Portuguese coast. But the real danger is the one they can’t outrun—each other.

Carter “Boomer” Finley’s Tier 1 team is sent to Lisbon under a temporary memorandum with MAOC‑N, the multinational task force tracking a deadly new threat: fentanyl‑laced ghost vessels slipping through international waters undetected. When the U.S. Coast Guard uncovers intel linking these ships to mobile sea labs capable of producing massive quantities of narcotics—and with American ports potentially next—Boomer and his team are tasked to assist, intercept, and shut down the operation.

The UK’s elite Special Boat Service is already in play—and cooperation isn’t exactly in their DNA. Now Boomer is stuck sharing ops with a squad of sharp‑tongued Brits led by a smooth, smug operative who seems a little too familiar with Detective Taylor Hoffman, the mission’s no‑nonsense MAOC liaison.

Taylor doesn’t cross professional lines… well, almost. He texted her once. Then Boomer never showed. Duty called. Probably for the best—getting involved would’ve crossed too many lines. Still, she couldn’t help feeling like she’d dodged a bullet. A tall, charming, Southern‑accented bullet with killer aim.

So, it’s all business with him. With the Brits. If only she could deal with a man who makes her pulse do things it absolutely shouldn’t. But Lisbon is heating up fast, and the deeper they go, the more she’s forced to trust Boomer—with her mission, her safety, and maybe even her heart.

With mass casualties looming, international politics flaring, and a rivalry brewing hotter than a Lisbon summer, Boomer and Taylor must navigate betrayal, deception, and a chemistry neither of them can ignore.

Because in the oldest harbor in Europe, the tide is turning—and if they can’t stop it, the whole damn world might drown.