Navy Seal Security
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“You know, I was so grateful you stopped to help that I completely forgot to ask your name,” Reyna said.
His breath stuck in his throat, his composure all but shot. For a second, he debated giving her another of his aliases, but thought better of it. “It’s Davis,” he said, without looking at her.
“Davis what?” she prodded.
His expression hardened. “Davis Sinclair,” he said at last. “Satisfied?”
“Yes. Sorry, it’s just…been a very bad day.”
Bad day? He thought it was much more than that. “You still haven’t answered my question. Why is it so important you find this Bradford guy?”
She took her time answering. Something in her beautiful, fragile countenance tore at his heart. It made him want to protect her. In spite of that, he killed the remnant of emotion before it could take hold. He couldn’t go there. He’d do what he could to help her for Eddie’s sake.
And then he’d move on.
“Eddie told me if I was ever…if I ever needed help, I could trust Jase Bradford.”
Had she been about to say if she was ever in danger? Was someone threatening Reyna because of her relationship to Eddie?
His hands tightened on the wheel. “And what if you don’t locate this guy? What then?”
The sheer desperation on her face confirmed failure wasn’t an option.
“What did your husband tell you about this man? Do you even know what he looks like?” Davis added brusquely when she didn’t answer. He was on a fishing expedition of his own. He wanted to know what Eddie had told her about him. She obviously knew where to find him.
He steeled himself when she shot him another piercing glance. Did she know what he looked like? No way. He’d changed his appearance dramatically. Let his hair grow. Years of working outdoors had lightened his dirty-blond hair somewhat. He’d even managed to grow a beard. He’d traded his fatigues for plaids and jeans. The only part of his previous uniform he still possessed was the Glock stashed in his pocket.
“I know Jase Bradford was born here in Defiance and at one time his family lived up this same mountain. And I have a photo.”
“A photo?” Davis’s heart lurched as he pulled the Jeep in front of the gate and stopped abruptly. There was no way she had a photo of him. In their line of work, anonymity was crucial. You couldn’t afford to have your picture floating around where it could quite possibly fall into enemy hands.
“Why are we stopping?” she asked nervously.
As desperate as he was to find out more about the photo, he didn’t want to tip his hand just yet. He needed to tread carefully.
He pointed to the locked gate in front of them. “I need to open it. I’ll be right back.”
Davis took his time. His usually tough composure had taken a beating when she mentioned a photo, and he struggled to regain his footing. His life might depend on it.
Copyright © 2016 by Mary Eason
ISBN: 978-1-474-04810-1
NAVY SEAL SECURITY
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