SEALs of Honor: Dane
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Authors: Dale Mayer
He’s one of the smartest, the best … and the baddest.
Since Dane achieved his lifelong dream of becoming a Navy Seal, his life has been packed with action … but now he wants more. Especially after seeing several of his friends find something –
someone
– special.
On a mission hunting a chemical weapons terrorist, Dane runs into a captivating woman, and everything about her touches his deepest needs. But the circumstances are suspicious, and he can’t determine whose side she’s on.
Marielle came to Germany for a short busman’s holiday, only to end up running away from the very man she came to see, and into the arms of a man she knows she’ll never be able to keep.
As their situation slides from bad to worse to desperate, their lives are on the line. And so are their hearts.
Books in This Series:
Shadow: SEALs of Honor, Book 5
Cooper: SEALs of Honor, Book 6
DANE
SEALs of Honor, Book 3
Dale Mayer
DANE: SEALS OF HONOR, BOOK 3
Dale Mayer
Valley Publishing
Copyright © 2016
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ISBN-13: 978-1-928122-78-4
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1
T
HE EARLY MORNING
sky blew oranges and reds over the small village in Germany. Stunning. Dane Carter waited on the hillside for the sun to come up, for the right moment to make his move. The rest of the SEALs were in position. They’d been following intel that a key man in a terrorist group had set up headquarters here. The company Hyack had far-reaching tentacles, one of which was connected to a major chemical research company in California with branches in Germany and China.
Hawk’s cry soared over his head on the left.
Dane pivoted, and slid down the embankment. The house was at the end of town. Secluded. It was a 1600s style stone house with small windows and a huge old stone wall surrounding it. The neighborhood was dotted with similar dividers.
The wall backed up against a hill. His position gave little glimpses of the backyards or the inside of houses. They’d been on the road for two days tracking this guy here. He moved into the backyard of the neighboring house.
The house in question was silent. Dark. The backyard where he stood was heavily treed. Dane slipped behind the foliage as a tall lithe young woman walked out the back patio door with a mug of coffee in her hand. She wandered the garden not twenty feet in front of him. Shit. He faded into the shadows.
She pulled out her phone and made a call. Her voice echoed in the early morning air.
“Good morning, Sarah. Yes, I’m here. Pulled in late last night. I did phone you, but you were out gallivanting around.” She laughed at the other person’s response. “How’s Mom this morning?”
Dane cursed himself for not having moved a couple minutes earlier. He needed to move soon.
The woman carried on her bright, happy conversation. “Remind her I’ll be back in a week. I’m just here visiting with my old professor, Dr. Michaels, and going over some of my work while grabbing a bit of a holiday while I’m at it.” The conversation continued for a couple of minutes while Dane sweated his position.
Then finally, the blonde, and boy was she blonde, closed the phone and put it away. With a smile on her face, she tilted her head to the morning sun.
And froze.
“Who are you?” she said in a harsh whisper. Her gaze locked on him.
Dane was shocked. She could see him? No. Not likely.
Her gaze narrowed.
Damn it.
She switched to speaking German. Her voice deep, anxious. He spoke a German dialect, but his formal German was horrible. He couldn’t tell how hers was but it sounded fluid to his ears. Hawk’s cry came again.
Damn it.
He had to go and now. He gave her a bright smile. “Sorry. Have to go.” And he vaulted the huge stone wall at his side.
She gasped but that was the last thing he heard. He landed on the other side to find himself in the middle of the action.
Just where he wanted to be.
Chapter 2
M
ARIELLE
S
TANFIELD STOOD
in the garden, her mind telling her she imagined the whole encounter. That she was still jet-lagged from the travelling and time change. Pretty damn wimpy excuse though.
She’d frozen at the sight of him.
Dressed all in black, and huge and hidden like he’d been, was enough to scare anyone, but it was the stillness, the intense assessment of his gaze that had gotten to her. And the surprise. What was he doing there?
Was he hiding? And how the hell had he gone over that tall wall? She was five foot seven, and there was no way she could manage that. She’d climb it but not vault it.
Then she remembered the gun that had appeared instantly in his hand just before he’d vaulted over, followed by…silence. That had been the eeriest part.
The professor’s house was one of these beside her. Did he know what was going on?
Back at the open patio door, she sipped her coffee and waited. Wondered. Hopefully that was a police organized raid and had nothing to do with the person she was here to see. Her trip to Germany had been at Professor Michaels’ insistence for her getaway. She hadn’t wanted to come as her schedule at home was brutal. Yet she hadn’t had a break in over two years and her mom’s condition was wearing her down. When the professor had offered a place to stay as well, then she’d jumped at it. She hoped she didn’t end up working instead of resting. Although a change was often as good as a rest.
She turned to head back inside. With any luck, whatever was going on next door was minor. She’d come here for some downtime – not chaos. Only with that man and weapon – it couldn’t be too minor.
Inside she refilled her coffee cup. This house was owned by a friend of Professor Michaels’. She’d been delighted to find it furnished and with a welcoming basket of essential foods – like coffee and fresh bread. She could do worse than just walk the village and relax all week.
She’d been working as a chemist and finishing her Ph.D. program in chemical behaviors for years. The company she worked with, Tenesco, had an agreement with the university and had worked with several other Ph.D. candidates over the years. She’d devoted everything to her work, and her work/life balance had gone to hell.
Then again, having a life was overrated. She’d been there – done that.
With the heartbreak of a broken romance followed by her mother’s deteriorating condition, she valued peace over all at this point in her life.
In complete contrast to her work that she’d set out to do as part of her Ph.D. program, but now of interest to the company she worked for, she’d been developing new chemical compounds that did all kinds of damage to a specific focused area then dispersed so fast and in such a way as to not affect anyone a few feet away.
She’d tripped over this new behavior by accident.
But that new direction was why she was here talking to her old professor. He’d left UCLA a year ago to specialize in chemical warfare. And although he’d pushed her to visit for a holiday, she had a feeling he wanted to offer her a job. Why would he think she’d want to work for the Germans? She didn’t get it. Michaels was American and so she couldn’t imagine him being involved in anything other than something that would help their country. But she’d been fooled before. Now she worked on the premise of trust no one.
So why had she come?
Finally she admitted the answer. Curiosity.
He wanted to know what she was doing and how it related to
his
work. And likely how it might be of interest to his employers. She knew he was teaching here in Germany as well as doing cutting edge research on similar types of chemicals. But he worked in weapons research. And that was something she couldn’t handle herself. But she felt compelled to find out what he was doing and for whom. Had he changed so much that he’d create weapons to be used against his country?
She wanted to know but at the same time, she didn’t. What would she do if she found out something unnerving? Unless it was to warn her own country that this type of thing was further advanced than anyone thought it was.