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Lighthouse Security Investigations
The Lighthouse SI Keepers were men and women from the SEALs, Rangers, Special Forces, Deltas, and AF Special Ops. All having been trained in CIA Special Ops, the Keepers were the best of the best and ready to take on any mission.
Former SEAL and CIA Op, John “Rank” Rankin, did not mind playing hard, but when it came to missions, he prided himself on always delivering. When the Feds ask for assistance in investigating the possible link between a US Senator and a member of the Russian mafia, Rank volunteers for the job. Perfect planning goes awry when a woman stumbles into the middle of his meeting with a witness.
Helena Jernigan, a charity coordinator, had no idea what she was getting into when she tried to slip out of the back of the restaurant to escape the unwanted attention of a dinner companion. Now, thrust into the middle of an investigation, her offers to help are met with resistance.
As Rank needs Helena’s information, he realizes she may be in danger, but keeping her safe is no longer just part of the mission.
Hearts become involved and the one-time player gives it all for the woman he loves.
Scenes and language similar to what you will find in an R-rated movie. 18+ readers only.
John “Rank” Rankin, is helping the FBI with an investigation possibly involving a young Senator, Thomas Tercelli, his father, Frank and the Russian Mafia. His informant is the Senator’s administrative assistant.
Helena represents a number of non-profit organizations and charities. She was invited to meet with Frank Tercelli and his son for dinner to discuss his company making donations through her. Disappointed when Thomas had left before she arrived, but enjoying Frank’s company until Anatoly joined them. He was creepy and was making unwanted advances under the table. She had to get out of there fast.
This is a favorite scene that is a continual source of amusement for the characters throughout the book.
This was it. This was what they needed to know. Leaning forward so he could hear Lawrence’s shaky voice clearly, Rank jerked as he heard a loud noise from directly above just as Josh radioed, “Movement on fire escape.”
He whipped around just in time for the fire escape ladder to descend right in front of him, a scream drowning out all other noise. Instinctively throwing his hands up in defense, he did not have time to cover his head before was hit in the face and attacked. Grabbing on to his adversary, his hands came into contact with a silk-covered ass and he realized his face was buried against the same silk in the front.
Arms and legs flung about him and, as he tried to move backward, it was as though he was ensnared in an octopus’ grip. Trained as he was, though screaming continued all around him he was just able to make out the sound of Lawrence’s fast retreating footsteps echoing in the distance.
“What the fuck?” he roared as the clawing on top of him continued, followed by the sound of ripping material. Unable to see with the woman’s crotch pressed against his face— and it was most definitely a woman— he staggered once more as fingernails dug into his back. Reaching up to grab her waist, he jerked her back just enough to look up, and was stunned to see the woman from the restaurant. “Stop. Stop fighting,” he ordered, trying to ignore the scent of her sex right in front of his nose.
She looked down at him, panicked, one hand still attempting to hang on to his back and the other hanging on to his long hair.
“I’m stuck,” she cried, her chest heaving with exertion as he jerked underneath her, trying to release her.
When tugging did not work, he reached up a hand and grabbed the skirt material caught on the metal grating, giving it a sharp pull and ripping it away from the ladder. No longer trapped, the full weight of her body fell forward and, with her legs still wrapped around his shoulders, he staggered back, attempting to right himself.
“Goddammit!” he growled as he tried to still the whirling dervish on top of him. Her fingers clawed at his hair and her frantic squirming pushed her silk-covered crotch further against his face. Taking another step back, he unexpectedly slammed into the brick wall, eliciting a loud grunt from both of them. “Stop fighting!” he ordered. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
Finally, her movements quieted and he managed to lower her feet to the ground, her body sliding down his front. She immediately wobbled and he held onto her shoulders to steady her. Looking down, he saw that she only wore one shoe and his vision snagged on the bright red toenail polish of her bare foot. His eyes drifted upward, over her long shapely legs to the ripped skirt that she was desperately trying to pull around her hips, hands shaking as she did a full body shiver.
Jerking off his suit coat, he threw it around her shoulders and she looked up at him, startled. Who the fuck is she? Even in the dark alley, he could see her large green eyes and perfect complexion, her thick hair, having escaped her ponytail, hanging about her face. Her tongue darted out to lick her bottom lip, a sign of her fear rather than sensuality.
Lifting his hands in supplication, he took a step back and said, “You’re okay. I’m not here to hurt you.”
She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before finding her voice. “I’m sorry. I fell,” she stated unnecessarily.
Shaking his head, he accepted the mission was aborted, considering Lawrence was nowhere in sight. His eyes drifted upward to the old fire escape with the ladder stuck halfway down to the ground and a large piece of black material fluttering from one of its rungs. It struck him as a symbol of defeat, although it was black instead of white. Shaking his head, he huffed out a humorless breath. The defeat of a perfectly planned mission.
He dropped his eyes back to the woman as she clutched at the lapels of his jacket, pulling it securely around her. Uncertainty filled her eyes as they darted around the alley. Her movements slow, as though not to draw attention to herself, she slipped off her lone shoe, mumbling, “I… I need to go.”
“Who are you?” he asked, stepping back another foot to give her some breathing room.
Shaking her head, she said, “I’m sorry… truly… for… um… falling on you. But… um… I need to go.” She whipped off his jacket and tossed it toward him before turning and running toward the street at the end of the alley, her bare feet slapping against the pavement.
He started to follow but did not want her calling the police in fear. “Goddammit,” he cursed again. Hearing a noise close to him, no louder than a whisper, he tensed just as Walker appeared at his side.
“Who the hell was that and what the fuck was happening?”
He stood for a minute with his fists on his hips, staring at his feet and shaking his head. Slowly lifting his head, he stared at his friend, and said, “That? That was a total mission fuck up.”
Maryann Jordan. Rank – ARC copy – not for sale or distribution (Kindle Locations 380-418).
Now all the fun begins. Helena starts looking into organizations that Frank put on his list and finds some issues. Issues that put her in the Russian’s sights.
Rank has to figure out how to keep her safe after his informant turns up dead.
From the awesome descriptions of the area, to the spine tingling attraction between Helena and Rank, to the camaraderie of the team this is a delightful, suspenseful, page turner.
5 Contented Purrs for Maryann!
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As an Award Winning, Amazon International Bestselling and All-Star author, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble Best Selling Author, I have always been an avid reader. In 2013 I started a blog to showcase wonderful writers and finally gave in to the characters in my head pleading for their story to be told. Thus, Emma’s Home was created.
My first novel, Emma’s Home became an Amazon Best Seller in 3 categories within the first month of publishing. Its success was followed by the rest of the Fairfield Series and then led into the Love’s Series. Soon, other spin-off series came along and 8 of my books have made Amazon top 100 Bestselling books.
Gabe, from the Alvarez Security Series won Silver Medal and 5 Star Review by the 2016 Reader’s Choice Awards.
Honor Love was an award winning novel from the 2016 Reader’s Choice Awards.
Serial Love was an award finalist novel from the 2016 Reader’s Choice Awards.
Coming Home was awarded the 5 Star Review by the 2017 Reader’s Choice Awards.
Discover Love was awarded the 5 Star Review by the 2017 Reader’s Choice Awards.
My books are filled with sweet romance and hot sex; mystery, suspense, real life characters and situations. My heroes are alphas, take charge men who love the strong, independent women they fall in love with.
I worked as a counselor in a high school and have been involved in education for the past 30 years. I have just retired and look forward to more time with family and writing!
I have been married to a wonderfully patient man for 36 years and have 2 adult, very supportive daughters.
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