SEAL Under Siege. Liz Johnson

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      SHE’S NOT SAFE YET

      When Staci Hayes is rescued from a Mideast prison by navy SEAL Tristan Sawyer, she thinks the ordeal is over. But back in San Diego, a new threat arises. Staci has information that could prevent a hit on U.S. soil, and the terrorist will stop at nothing to silence her. Tristan insists on being her bodyguard, but his constant presence makes her long for things beyond her reach. Protecting Staci is the second chance Tristan needs to put the past behind him. Yet with a spy on the naval base, anyone could be a threat. Can he offer her safety…and love?

      Men of Valor: These navy SEALs were born to excel….

      “You said I was safe. You said you’d protect me.”

      “I did. You made it safely home, didn’t you?” His words were short but not unkind.

      “I made it home, anyway.”

      Those blue eyes sliced into hers.

      “What does that mean?”

      “Someone has been following me, and I think it’s the same man from Lybania.”

      His arms crossed over his broad chest, the sleeves of his T-shirt pulling snug around his biceps. He looked so intimidating.

      “Did you call the police? Tell them you’re being stalked, and they can look into it for you. They can handle things like that.”

      “They wouldn’t help me.” If she had any idea how to face down the man following her on her own, she would. But since she didn’t, she had to convince the lieutenant to help.

      Taking a firm step toward him, she pointed her finger toward his chest. “Listen to me. I’m in trouble, but it’s not just me. I don’t know the name of the man who’s after me, but I know what I heard. He’s plotting to blow something up…here in San Diego.”

      LIZ JOHNSON

      After graduating from Northern Arizona University in Flagstaff with a degree in public relations, Liz Johnson set out to work in the Christian publishing industry, which was her lifelong dream. In 2006 she got her wish when she accepted a publicity position with a major trade book publisher. While working as a publicist in the industry, she decided to pursue her other dream—becoming an author. Along the way to having her novels published, she wrote articles for several magazines and worked as a freelance editorial consultant.

      Liz makes her home in Nashville, Tennessee, where she enjoys theater, exploring her new home and making frequent trips to Arizona to dote on her nephew and three nieces. She loves stories of true love with happy endings.

      SEAL Under Siege

      Liz Johnson

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

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      The Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound.

      —Isaiah 61:1

      For sweet friends who have encouraged me along this journey and fell for these SEALs right along with me.

      Ashley Boyer, Staci Carmichael Havlik, Jessica Barnes, Amy Haddock, Kaye Dacus, Kristi Smith, and Katie Bond, my life is richer for knowing you.

      Thanks for the brainstorms, book talk, and belly laughs.

      Contents

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       CHAPTER THIRTEEN

       CHAPTER FOURTEEN

       CHAPTER FIFTEEN

       CHAPTER SIXTEEN

       CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

       EPILOGUE

       DEAR READER

       QUESTIONS FOR DISCUSSION

       EXCERPT

      ONE

      Lt. Tristan Sawyer whispered into the mic that brushed the corner of his mouth. “Rock, are you in position?”

      Night hung over him like a blanket, wrapping up all of his senses, except his hearing, as he waited for the sound of his senior chief’s voice. “Affirmative.”

      Across the street Petty Officer Will Gumble lurked next to the window of a crumbling single-story home. The house—not even a mile from the Persian Gulf—had been cleaned out, probably weeks ago, and Willie G. had swept it again to make sure there wouldn’t be any surprises when they moved in on their target.

      He took two short breaths and lifted his night vision goggles, giving the street another check. It was deserted except for the five stonelike figures hidden along the street. He spotted them only because he knew they were there. He’d scouted and scoped each location