Bittersweet

Jennie Monroe is considered a hero and saviour to the neighbourhood she lives in. She'll answer the call when no one else will. Though that doesn't mean she's anywhere near a good person though.

Jennie's good, but she's not that good

She enjoys putting criminals in jail just as much as she enjoys making girl scouts cry. And she's never had a problem with it. Cause who needs friends when you have a hefty paycheck and a therapist to talk to, right?

When Jennie is assigned to be a part of a secretive investigation on New York's newest threat, she expects nothing but a couple of overtime shifts and a bonus she can buy a dog with.

Not for her to suddenly be racing against a destructive clock to find a man specializing in terror and making her question her already skewed morals

EXCERPT:

"Wait!" Wellsworth shouts, trying to twist his neck back to get a look at me. "Who are you? Who are you, bitch!"

Turning back towards his splayed form on the ground, I crouch down low enough to grab his tie and force him to look at me.

"I'm the last bitch you'll ever put your hands on again," I spit onto his face

Not giving him a chance to respond, I push his large face back down onto the ground and walk out of the room with Wellsworth yelling weak profanities in my wake.

ACTION/THRILLER/ROMANCE