Shattered Duty (Deadly Ops #3)
By Katie Reus
Release Date: June 2, 2015A new novel from the author of Bound to Danger who “has the amazing ability of pulling the reader onto the front lines of the action and drama.” (The Reading Café)
When his wife was murdered two years ago, Special Agent Levi Lazaro turned his back on everything he cared about. Ever since, he has thought of nothing but vengeance. Now he's finally uncovered the identities of those who killed his wife—and he's ready to destroy them at any cost. He won’t let anything stand in his way—not even a beautiful NSA agent on a mission of her own.
Special Agent Selene Wolfe prides herself on being the best. Her fearlessness and quick-thinking make her the perfect person to take down a deadly terrorist cell. But she needs Levi’s help, and the moment he shows up, Selene knows her objectivity—and her heart—are in trouble.
As the two strike an uneasy alliance, Levi finds himself tormented by his desire for Selene—a feeling he thought long dead. But when their mission takes an unexpected turn, he finds himself faced with an impossible choice: either put aside his need for revenge, or save the woman who’s reawakened his soul…
Surprising her, he sat directly next to her, invading all her personal space. He had a warm, spicy masculine scent that made her think of the forest. She tried to pull back but he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, holding her in place.
His grip wasn’t hard and she was ninety percent sure he wouldn’t hurt her. Not the Levi she’d read about, anyway. He’d been a protector, a man dedicated to helping his country, not caring that he never received any public recognition. He’d been the best kind of warrior. But then his wife had died and Wesley said something inside him had broken. So there was a slim chance he could attempt to hurt her. But she hoped he hadn’t gone that far over the line. While she was trained, she wasn’t stupid enough to think she could take on a man like Levi one on one. She could defend herself enough to get away, but if it came down to a fight to the death, he had more training.
Selene hated what had happened to him and his wife and while she knew it wasn’t technically her problem, she owed Levi. He didn’t know it, but she did. So when it came down to it she wasn’t even sure if she could pull off her complete mission. Taking down Tasev she knew she could do but the other thing . . . Levi’s thumb rubbed gently against her pulse point, his eyes a midnight black, so dark she could barely discern the iris.
She fought the shiver that slid through her, not wanting him to know he was affecting her. And she didn’t like that he actually was affecting her.
“So you know who I am,” he murmured, his gaze straying to her lips.
She tried to find her voice, hating the way her nipples tightened as his gaze darkened with lust. “Yep. How did you figure out who I work for?” According to her intel there weren’t any listening devices on the dock—it would be a stupid place to keep them with all the water—but she didn’t want to come out and say Wesley or the NSA.
“The name Silva. I recognize it.”
“Bullshit.” Wesley and a small handful of people knew The Wolf was an NSA creation.
His jaw clenched, those eyes darkening, even if that seemed impossible. “I’m not lying.”
It struck her that there was a small chance he did know Selene Silva’s cover ID details. Meghan Lazaro had helped build the alias. It was against every regulation to tell her spouse or anyone else, but that didn’t mean the woman hadn’t. Married agents talked. Period. Selene eyed him cautiously. “Meghan told you.”
He jerked back as if Selene had slapped him. She regretted the effect her words had but gauged his reaction.
Jaw tight, his mouth pinched, he didn’t respond one way or another.
And even though she knew it might be a mistake, she continued, “I’m . . . sorry about what happened to her. I know words are meaningless from a stranger, but I truly am. She was a good woman,” Selene whispered. “I didn’t really know her, but she guided me on a couple of really tough missions early in my career.” God, it had been only a little over three years ago though it seemed longer. “She had an easy way with people.” She’d saved Selene’s life once because of a last-minute find and Selene would never, ever, forget that. She’d been stuck in the field, young and alone, with no backup and Meghan had been the voice on the other end of her com, keeping Selene sane.
He seemed frozen, staring at her as if he didn’t know how to respond. He didn’t drop his hand from the back of her neck but he let out a ragged breath, keeping his gaze pinned to hers. “I haven’t talked about her with anyone in years.”
In that moment the stark loneliness in his dark eyes clawed at Selene like razor wire. He looked completely adrift for just a fraction of a moment before that hard expression returned. And so did the pressure around the back of her neck.
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