by Susan Horsnell
When Joanne McCarthy was given the opportunity to join a company as a Construction Diver, in a world dominated almost completely by men, a long-held dream finally came true.
Joanne was aware the career she had chosen didn’t have a glass ceiling for women that would be difficult to shatter—It had one of solid steel which couldn’t be penetrated.
Or so she thought.
Less than four years later, the respected construction diver found herself in a position she never imagined was possible. Somehow, Joanne had found a way around the steel barrier and was now running her small part of the world.
Boston Canon, a respected scientist, cared about the ocean and the creatures who call the environment home.
When he and his business partner finally received permission to research the ocean and reef nearby a new platform, he was elated.
What he wasn’t prepared for was the beautiful woman in charge. A woman whose work was in opposition to his own.
Can these two find common ground?
Or will their opposing work goals tear them apart?
The first 10 chapters were first published in the Run the World Anthology
Susan Horsnell bio
Susan Horsnell writes romance from sweet to hot.
Strong social themes are a feature in her books.
She grew up in Manly, NSW, Australia, and has traveled Australia and the World on postings with her Naval Officer husband of 48 years.
She lives with her husband and fur baby – Gemma-Jean, a young Jack Russell Terrier, in a small village in the mountains in Queensland, Australia.
Since retiring from a nursing career of 37 years, she has been able to indulge her passion for writing. The family enjoys traveling the country with their RV when not at home renovating.
While I waited for Asher to call back, an idea formed. I grabbed Miles and Isaac, and after getting back into our gear, we hit the water, swimming the short distance to the recalcitrant leg. Glancing around, I saw the other three were perfectly positioned and embedded in the sea floor.
Indicating for Miles to open the toolbox holding the welding equipment, Isaac and I set it up and started working on the joint. We hoped by using the welder the heat might free anything that was holding the leg in place. Our intention was to force the joint apart.
I closely studied the area where the extension joint circled the leg, and Isaac, who had assisted in assembling the components, did the same. He pointed to a slightly wider part of the metallic join where we could begin, and I brought the welder to life.
Everything from that point happened faster than the speed of light. There was an almighty explosion, and I was thrown through the water. A searing pain in my arm raced up to my shoulder and exploded inside my head. Everything turned black.