Special Forces: Operation Alpha: Protecting Love (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Saints Protection & Investigations Book 7) by Maryann Jordan
Authors: Maryann Jordan
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Jack interrupted. “You know I was Army Special Forces, just like you, and some of my men are former military. We know what it was like to be in a warzone without all our equipment. Nothin’ pisses us off more than our brothers who can’t be protected ’cause some asshole stole it to sell on the black market. We’d do this for you even if you weren’t considering joining us.”
Nodding, chest swelling with pride, Patrick agreed. Settling upon the details of the mission, they disconnected. Leaning back in his seat, he swiveled around to peer out of his window once more. Seeing the soldiers moving equipment, he smiled. Now, we’re going to make a fuckin’ difference. His mind moved to Evie, and his grin grew wider.
Placing a call to Dude, he brought him up to speed on what was happening and thanked him for contacting his computer expert, Tex. “It appears that Tex and Luke work well together.”
“Appreciate it, man,” Patrick said. “The more people working on this, the better chance we have of finding out about the missing shipment.”
“No problem,” Dude replied. “Missing military equipment…especially stolen military equipment, meant for the war zones, pisses us right-the fuck-off!”
With vows to get together soon, they disconnected, leaving Patrick feeling more and more like a new career in investigation might be just what he needed.
* * *
Evie snapped her laptop shut at the exact moment her workday was over. Snatching her purse from the drawer, she threw it over her shoulder and stalked down the hall. The hours since her meeting that morning had done nothing to quell her anger. She had moved through the emotions of fury, indecision, hurt, betrayal, and finally ended right back at anger again.
She heard her name called and, recognizing Saul’s voice, kept on walking. Stopping only when she arrived at her car, she jumped in and pealed out of the parking lot. Behind her, in the building, Saul and Gary peered down at her.
“Did you have to threaten her job?” Saul growled, his own anger undisguised.
“Look, you know how dad hates negative publicity,” Gary retorted. “The last thing we need is for her to be digging into things that don’t concern her.” Noting his brother’s silence, he turned, saying, “What’s with you? I thought she made it clear she didn’t date co-workers.”
“I know, but that doesn’t keep me from really liking her. Not to mention, we’ve wanted her on board as an engineer anyway. Now, who knows what she’ll do.”
The two men sighed as they turned from the window. Staring at the street she drove down would not solve their problems.
Chapter 11
“H ey, Evie,” Patrick greeted, answering his phone.
“I want you to come to my place,” Evie jumped in. “I need to see you.”
Now alert, he asked, “What’s wrong? What’s happened?”
“Just come straight to my place after work. Can you do that for me?” she begged.
“Of course. I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes.” Hearing her disconnect, he gunned his engine a little faster, matching his heartbeat. Something’s up…what the fuck happened today?
Patrick jogged up the stairs to Evie’s condo door, anxious to see her. He lifted his hand to knock when the door was flung open and her hands darted out, grabbing his shirt.
Jerking him in, she launched herself at him as she slammed the door and with as much force as she could muster, plastered her body to his front. With both hands on his square jaw, she pulled him down for a kiss, not waiting for him to speak.
Stunned, Patrick welcomed her luscious body pressed up to his, wrapping his arms around her. She surprised him again when she jumped up and he caught her with one hand under her ass for support.
“Babe…Evi—”
She refused to allow him to speak, wanting her lips and her body to do the talking. Owning the kiss, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, the taste intoxicating. Sucking on his tongue, she heard him
Nodding, chest swelling with pride, Patrick agreed. Settling upon the details of the mission, they disconnected. Leaning back in his seat, he swiveled around to peer out of his window once more. Seeing the soldiers moving equipment, he smiled. Now, we’re going to make a fuckin’ difference. His mind moved to Evie, and his grin grew wider.
Placing a call to Dude, he brought him up to speed on what was happening and thanked him for contacting his computer expert, Tex. “It appears that Tex and Luke work well together.”
“Appreciate it, man,” Patrick said. “The more people working on this, the better chance we have of finding out about the missing shipment.”
“No problem,” Dude replied. “Missing military equipment…especially stolen military equipment, meant for the war zones, pisses us right-the fuck-off!”
With vows to get together soon, they disconnected, leaving Patrick feeling more and more like a new career in investigation might be just what he needed.
* * *
Evie snapped her laptop shut at the exact moment her workday was over. Snatching her purse from the drawer, she threw it over her shoulder and stalked down the hall. The hours since her meeting that morning had done nothing to quell her anger. She had moved through the emotions of fury, indecision, hurt, betrayal, and finally ended right back at anger again.
She heard her name called and, recognizing Saul’s voice, kept on walking. Stopping only when she arrived at her car, she jumped in and pealed out of the parking lot. Behind her, in the building, Saul and Gary peered down at her.
“Did you have to threaten her job?” Saul growled, his own anger undisguised.
“Look, you know how dad hates negative publicity,” Gary retorted. “The last thing we need is for her to be digging into things that don’t concern her.” Noting his brother’s silence, he turned, saying, “What’s with you? I thought she made it clear she didn’t date co-workers.”
“I know, but that doesn’t keep me from really liking her. Not to mention, we’ve wanted her on board as an engineer anyway. Now, who knows what she’ll do.”
The two men sighed as they turned from the window. Staring at the street she drove down would not solve their problems.
Chapter 11
“H ey, Evie,” Patrick greeted, answering his phone.
“I want you to come to my place,” Evie jumped in. “I need to see you.”
Now alert, he asked, “What’s wrong? What’s happened?”
“Just come straight to my place after work. Can you do that for me?” she begged.
“Of course. I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes.” Hearing her disconnect, he gunned his engine a little faster, matching his heartbeat. Something’s up…what the fuck happened today?
Patrick jogged up the stairs to Evie’s condo door, anxious to see her. He lifted his hand to knock when the door was flung open and her hands darted out, grabbing his shirt.
Jerking him in, she launched herself at him as she slammed the door and with as much force as she could muster, plastered her body to his front. With both hands on his square jaw, she pulled him down for a kiss, not waiting for him to speak.
Stunned, Patrick welcomed her luscious body pressed up to his, wrapping his arms around her. She surprised him again when she jumped up and he caught her with one hand under her ass for support.
“Babe…Evi—”
She refused to allow him to speak, wanting her lips and her body to do the talking. Owning the kiss, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, the taste intoxicating. Sucking on his tongue, she heard him
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