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Lindsay McKenna | Character Interview with Cav Jordan, US Navy SEAL

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I didn’t really want to take this latest PSD, personal security detail, to protect a
woman named Lia Cassidy. Frankly? I’ve been lost since I left the SEALs with a wound
that prevented me from staying in. I come out of a pretty lousy family situation and
the teams were my only real family. My sea daddy, Chief Chamberlin, was the father I
never had. He taught me how to be a man, not an angry eighteen-year old rebel when I
joined the US Navy. Now, that’s all gone. I live in the civilian world, feeling
damned lost and without any sense of real purpose or direction.

Being forced out of the SEALs was, for me, was like losing the only family who ever
cared for me. Since that happened, I’ve been kicking around South America, taking on
PSD jobs, which makes me good money. But it’s boring as hell. I do it because I want
to eat and pay my bills, but that’s all.

When USAF General Robert Culver, who has used my services before, called me, I was
drunk on my ass. So, my buddy talked to him, instead. When I got sober? I found out
it was a PSD for a woman who lived in La Fortuna, Costa Rica. The money was more than
good because he wanted me to guard her 24/7. A regional drug lord was out to kill
her. La Arana, The Spider, had already murdered the two teachers who worked with her
at the Delos Home School charity. Lia was the only survivor of that bloody attack.

I still wasn’t over the moon about the assignment until General Culver’s assistant
sent a color photo of Lia to my cell phone. She was beautiful. And I didn’t expect
the reaction I had to her. There was something wrong because I could see she was
hiding a part of herself. I didn’t know what, but my SEAL intuition has never led me
wrong. Her eyes had a haunted look, but hell, she’d been chased by drug soldiers,
escaped into the jungle to survive being murdered by La Arana. Whatever? It raised
every protective hackle I owned, and I suddenly found myself wanting to guard her.

I have NO idea why I got this unexpected tug in my heart for this woman. Yes, she was
in trouble. Big time. I’d had enough PSD’s in South America to know if you pissed
off a drug lord? You could kiss your ass and your life good-bye. It would be just a
matter of time and where, when his soldiers would take her down. Permanently.

I decided to take the job. It puts me at risk, too. I could die just like she
probably will. But what the hell? I have nothing else to live for. I lost the only
family that ever counted. There was something else about Lia Cassidy that I couldn’t
put a finger on, but whatever it was, pulled me powerfully to her. Curiosity of a
cat, I suppose. But curiosity can get a person killed, too. Still? It was her face,
the look in those gorgeous gray eyes of hers, that innocence, that called to me.

I’m probably going to my grave on this one. But at least I’ll find out why I’m so
drawn to this woman.

Read a Free Sample Chapter! Download the free prequel short story on Nowhere to Hide: LAST CHANCE by Lindsay McKenna

About Lindsay McKenna

The "Top Gun of Women's Military Fiction," Linsday McKenna has had 115 books published under the McKenna name since 1981, most dealing with military or mercenary subjects, for several publishers: Simon and Schuster, Warner, Avon and Berkely, Harlequin/Silhouette. She is the originator of the Military Romance genre, with "Captive of Fate," Silhouette Special Edition, 1983. She has sold 23 million books worldwide and in 22 foreign languages. She proudly served in the US Navy and was a meteorologist. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads

About NOWHERE TO HIDE

Lia Cassidy left the Army scarred physically and emotionally after a vicious attack by two fellow soldiers. She turns to helping others, working at a Delos Home School Charity in Costa Rica that aids abused women and children. But when the deadly drug lord, La Arana, attacks the school, Lia finds herself on the run for her life. The only person she can trust is the ex- SEAL sent to protect her. Cav Jordan is strong, honorable and gorgeous…and intrigued by Lia. He knows she has suffered pain in her past, and he is determined to break through her barriers and earn her trust. But as Cav slowly chips away at the walls Lia has built, ghosts from her past threaten to destroy their fragile relationship.

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