Chapter One
Before Kurt Dennings saw the figure a few feet down the hall, he felt the eyes trace over him with deliberate purpose, until he could no longer ignore the feeling of being watched, measured. Glancing to the side, he acknowledged his teammate with a small nod before returning his focus to the window in the wall before him and the men swimming in the pool in the next room. Long, lithe bodies glided through the water in the Olympic size pool, the only sounds in the room the rhythmic splashing of arms and legs moving in sync.
Kurt took a deep breath and sighed. If everything ended today, this is what he would miss most. The soothing sounds of swimmers gliding through the water. The way lights from beneath the pool’s surface painted the room in soft hues of teal. The feeling that
