Scent of Madness

Only three photographs had slipped to the floor.

Each picture showed the same man.

In two, he wore a crisp military uniform; in the third, he was stripped to the waist, muscles taut as he pushed through a workout.

Nadine narrowed her eyes, focusing on the jagged scar carved across his shoulder.

Why does that scar look so familiar? Where have I seen it before?

Sloane drove Killian straight to the h