donderdag 4 juni 2015
Mac had almost made it back to his cabin when he heard Garth's frantic bark again. The sound hadn't come from the lake, and Garth wasn't out hunting night critters as he'd earlier suspected. This bark came from the area near the barn.
"Garth!" Mac called into the night.
The dog let loose two harsh barks, each sounding more frantic. A long piercing howl followed.
Worried the dog might be in trouble, Mac sprinted for the barn, surprised to see all the doors shut. He pulled one of the large double doors open, and Garth bounded out, jumping up and almost knocking him over.
Mac stepped into the darkness of the barn and called out, "Vern? You in here?"
He squatted down to Garth's level and suffered a couple face licks. "How did you get shut up in the barn?" He ruffled the dog's ears and noted the big canine looked slightly unsteady on his feet. "You okay, boy?"
Garth wagged his tail, and Mac took him out in the moonlight for a better look. A scream ripped through the night air and stopped them both.
Mac hauled ass for the main house, Garth huffing hard alongside, already winded and trying to stay on his heels. Something had happened to the dog, but he couldn't worry about that now.
The two broke through the border of the side garden. Mac could see the kitchen door of the main house standing wide open and raced that direction.
A second scream ripped through the air. This one sounded closer to the front of the house, and Mac turned course to race in that direction. Garth stayed straight and bounded through the kitchen door as Mac cleared the corner on the house.
He stumbled when he spied a man wearing a black hood and dark clothes -- a knife held at Cory's throat -- half-carrying, half-dragging her down the front steps. Mac skidded silently into the rhododendron bushes lining the porch. The assailant hissed over his shoulder to someone behind him.
Okay. Two tangos.
A wolf-like howl suddenly echoed in the house, clearly audible through the open front door. A heavy thud, a scream of pain, and vicious snarling sounded in rapid succession. Mac had backup. Garth had made it inside.
Tango One still clutched Cory. Hearing the scuffle inside, he twisted around to see the front door, and his knife pulled slightly away from her throat. That was all the distraction Mac needed. He streaked from his cover and grabbed Tango One's arm, yanked it back, and brought it down hard on top of his thigh. The knife dropped to the grass at their feet.
Cory shouted, "Mac!" then elbowed Tango One hard in the gut and broke free.
"Run, Cory! Go get Vern!" he hollered and ducked as Tango One straightened and swung a fist at Mac's head.
Title: The SEAL’s Angel
Author: Petie McCarty
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Military
Navy SEAL Sean MacKay’s teammate is murdered after stealing a deadly nerve-gas formula from Syrian terrorists. Naval Intelligence believes MacKay’s teammate was a traitor and shipped the stolen formula to his sister in the states for safekeeping. MacKay is given orders to find the sister before the terrorists do and to retrieve the stolen formula at all costs.
Foreclosure looms for Cory Rigatero as she fights to keep her rustic resort near Mt. St. Helens afloat after her brother deserted her to join the SEAL Teams. Cory’s whole world dives into a tailspin when Sean MacKay shows up at her resort with the news of her brother’s death and the wild suspicion her brother may have sent her traitorous classified documents. No way will Cory trust MacKay — the man who once seduced her and then vanished into the night without a trace.
Petie spent a large part of her career working as a biologist at Walt Disney World — “The Most Magical Place on Earth” — where she enjoyed working in the land of fairy tales by day and creating her own romantic fairy tales by night. She eventually said good-bye to her “day” job in order to write her stories full-time.
Petie is a member of Romance Writers of America, and she shares homes in Tennessee and Florida with her horticulturist husband, a spoiled-rotten English Springer spaniel addicted to pimento-stuffed green olives, and a noisy Nanday conure named Sassy who made a cameo appearance in Angel to the Rescue.
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