While cookies are wonderful, I’m also a fan of cake. And nothing says “Let’s celebrate!” like my grandmother’s Gingerbread Cake. (It also makes a wonderful breakfast bread!) And here’s the final installment of Calum’s Christmas party…

Calum Prioleau: It’s getting late yet no one wants to leave. The snow flurries have stopped, and it’s gotten cold enough to have fires burning in all of the downstairs rooms in the mansion.

Right now we’re gathered in the sitting room drinking hot coffee and eating Gingerbread Cake. None of us are really hungry, we just don’t want the night to end. Because when it ends, our enemies reappear, reminding us that there’s still work to do. The men formerly of the 7th Special Forces group, both in prison and out, are caught between two powerful adversaries.  Once the Christmas lights go out and they all go home, two questions will remain: Who will strike first? And when?

In the meantime, I hope you all have a wonderful holiday filled with light, laughter, and love.




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