On the biathlon course, speed is everything. Outpacing your rivals, shaving seconds off your time—it’s the difference between silver and gold. But what happens when the enemy isn’t behind you… they’re beside you? In Pulse , Olivia Streeter learns that betrayal can move faster than any competitor. Allies shift, loyalties fracture, and every step forward risks the knife in your back. Survival isn’t about outrunning your foes—it’s about knowing who to trust when everyone has a secret. The question is: can anyone be trusted? ⏱️ Step into the heart-pounding suspense of Pulse .
The biathlon isn’t just a test of endurance—it’s a crucible of control under chaos. Skiers drive their bodies to the edge of exhaustion, then demand stillness and precision as they take aim at tiny distant targets. This sport, often misunderstood, is more than competition. It’s mental warfare. A racing heart must be stilled. Frozen fingers must not falter. A miss can mean the difference between victory and defeat. For Olivia Streeter, the biathlon was more than an Olympic pursuit. It was training for survival. When she’s thrown into the shadow world of espionage, those same skills—pushing through fatigue, focusing under pressure, firing with calm certainty—become her greatest weapons. What other sport so perfectly prepares someone for the spy game? Maybe none at all. ❄️ Discover how Liv’s athletic discipline transforms into a survival edge in Pulse .
The sirens fade. The questions don’t. In Chapter 13 , Olivia sits beneath flickering fluorescent lights while a detective circles the same insinuation—again and again. Grief hardens into anger. Help arrives from an unexpected place. And when she steps out into the cold, one truth remains: there’s no going back to the life she had. Only forward—into danger. 👇 Read Chapter 13 THIRTEEN Traverse City, Michigan Liv sat in the back of the squad car, its red and blue lights painting surreal, flickering patterns on the snow-laden ground. She was encased in a disbelieving silence, her gaze fixed on the battalion of crime scene investigators scurrying in and out of her family home. The scene took on a dreamlike quality, unreal, incomprehensible. Later, an ambulance would pull up, its personnel performing the grim task of transporting Blake Streeter's body to the county medical examiner's office. Liv's eyes would fol...
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