By
USA Today Bestselling Author
KaLyn Cooper

Did Jack Ashworth really retire to a Caribbean island?
Or is he dead?

Who will take over as Director of Operations for Homeland Security?
Or will Jack return?

Is Katlin Callahan deathly ill?
Or is she pregnant?

Is Alex Wolf engaged to the rising star JJ?
Is he still in love with Katlin?

Who is getting married?
Will all the attendants show up?

What happens to Black Swan Team One?
And to Black Swan Team Two?

After learning that General Standish is in charge until a new Director is selected, Katlin gives an in-depth tour of Homeland to Black Swan Team 2. Four days later Kat and her team are sent on their first mission since her injury.

As Alex is driving home with Dammit their dog, he gets a call from his childhood friend JJ. She and her director want him to do the training and coordinating on the fight scenes for her new movie. He’s done them before, and after figuring out his schedule agrees to start the next week.

Kaitlyn has some issues on their mission, she’s been tired and having trouble keeping food down. But thankfully not while doing the actual tracking of their subject. Now they are heading home, and she promises Nita she’d have a full checkup done after the two weeks at the beach is done. Being alone in the condo isn’t working for Kat, she misses Alex and decides to surprise him. It was easy flying with Dammit on their executive jet. When she arrives in SD she drops off Dammit at the groomer and goes for the tests she promised Nita she’d do. She leaves there with good news and can’t wait to see Alex.

Although Alex’s schedule didn’t show it he has a commitment that evening. He’s taking JJ to the premier of her movie since she broke up with her boyfriend. It was a last-minute thing and he’s running late after properly welcoming Kat home. Unfortunately for Alex, she sees a note with the tuxedo that arrives while he’s in the shower and that makes what he called a meeting a lie. That sends her mind off in a direction Alex doesn’t see coming, the argument is fast and furious as Kat walks out. However, things are about to get even worse.

This is a favorite scene.

As soon as Alex hopped into the back of the limousine, he immediately tried to call Katlin. The first time, he didn’t bother leaving a message. He simply hung up and tried again. It flipped to voicemail. “You’ve reached the voicemail for Katlin Callahan. You know what to do with the beep.”

At the tone, he almost started to call her babe in his brain as he prepared for what to say. “Kat, I’m so sorry. Please call me back so we can talk about this.” He stared at his phone debating if he should call her right back again, hoping she picked up. Maybe she was on a call to one of the women on her team, bitching about what an ass he’d been.

He quickly texted her:
Kat. I’m so sorry. You were right. I acted like a dick to you. When you get this, please call me. I love you.

He tried calling her again. No answer.

She’s always answered my calls or at least called me back right away. She must be seriously mad at me. I fucked up big time. I should’ve told her that I agreed to escort JJ at the last minute, after she dumped her boyfriend a few days ago. Katlin would’ve understood.

He decided to tell her exactly that in a text:
Kat. I’m sorry. I should have told you that I agreed to escort JJ to her premiere tonight after she dumped her boyfriend three days ago. So, you see, this was really a last-minute job. Please forgive me. I promise to make this up to you.

It had been a few minutes, so Alex decided to call her. Again, it went to voicemail. “I love you, Katlin. I’m so sorry if I made you feel… used. I’ve missed you so much, especially after we’d spent every day and night together for nearly three months. There has never been anybody else, and never will be. Please forgive me for being such an ass tonight. I love you, and always will.”

His messages got longer as did the apologies. He felt absolutely terrible. Although she hadn’t responded, he’d hoped that she’d read each and every text and listen to all of his voicemails. Hopefully, he’d find her waiting for him in their bed.

He had the operations center track the car. It was currently sitting in long-term long-term parking at the airport. A typical escape and evade trick. The person tracking her wouldn’t know whether she got on an airplane, picked up at the airport, rented a car, or stole one. He’d already sent a team to retrieve the company sports car.

He’d checked her embedded tracker, but it seemed to be malfunctioning. It had her in South America for a few minutes before bouncing to China, then Africa.

Alex was becoming frustrated, more so after they picked up JJ and her entourage.

“Alex, put that damn thing down,” JJ insisted. “There can’t be anything that important back in the office that you need to be glued to your phone.”

He looked up at JJ. “Babe—” Oh, fuck. Katlin was right. When did he start calling every woman babe?

JJ looked at him with perfectly arched raised eyebrows as though waiting for him to finish his sentence. Fuck. What was he going to say? Oh, yeah. “I think Katlin read your note, got pissed, and walked out on me.”

JJ gave him a small grin. “Sorry. Not sorry.” Her grin widened. “If she left you over such a small thing as that note, then maybe she doesn’t love you as much as you think she does.”

Katlin loved him. He knew that in his soul. “Maybe her medicine is fucking with her emotions.” That could be it. Glancing at his watch, he realized it was too late on the East Coast to call Dr. Tobias to see if they changed her medicine. Maybe that was the good news she’d wanted to tell him.

Meredith excitedly clapped her hands. “I need you all to pay attention. We’re almost to the line of limos.” She stared at Alex and JJ. “Remember, no matter what happens around you, or what anyone says to you, just keep smiling and moving down the red carpet. We’ll jump out of the car when there are still two cars in front and meet you inside.”

Her hairstylist fussed with JJ’s hair and sprayed it once again. “Reapply your lipstick now,” she ordered.

JJ opened the tiny clutch purse and extracted her lipstick. Using the minuscule mirror on the case, she carefully reapplied more of the color. After slipping the tube back into the purse, it didn’t want to close. “This damn latch is broken.”

Meredith grabbed it from her and snapped it closed. “You’ve got too much crap in here. I’ll take it into the theater with me.”

“No. I have to carry this. The designer of my dress insisted I carry this clutch with me, and I don’t want to make her angry. It fits me perfectly and I wouldn’t mind getting more from her.” JJ ran her hand down the low-cut neckline that accentuated her perky breasts. “She knows how to highlight all my attributes and hide my flaws.”

“Then hold onto it overtop the clasp.” Meredith continued with her instructions, which included which media to stop at and give an interview. Alex only half listened as he checked his phone every few seconds.

Fuck it all. I don’t have time for Kat to pull this shit on me. I don’t care whether she’s PMSing or whatever the hell is wrong with her today. There always seems to be something with her. If she’s going to be that way, I’ll let her cool off tonight. I’ll make it up to her tomorrow by taking her out to dinner and showing her a good time, being the loving fiancé she expects… and deserves. I’ll find her. I’m sure Homeland will straighten out her tracker quickly.

A minute later Alex and JJ were the only ones left in the back of the limousine.

Alex looked at his childhood friend. “When we were kids, did you ever think you’d be riding in a limousine to your premiere?” They’d both been poor children from the seedier side of Washington D.C.

She reached over and squeezed his forearm. “Not in my wildest dreams.” She inhaled a deep breath and let it out slowly. “This is my first starring role in a big movie. I just hope they like it. I know it’s already been reviewed by several big names, but those people standing out there are the ones who will really determine my success as an actress.”

The car inched forward, and Menudo gave them the signal. “I’ll be right behind you watching the audience.”

Someone opened the back door and Alex exited first. He stood to his full height and scanned the area out of habit before reaching in for JJ’s hand. She elegantly stepped out of the limousine to camera flashes and people yelling. She lifted her hand to wave and dropped that damn purse. Since all eyes were on her and he wasn’t her bodyguard, Alex stepped back and scooped up the purse and the few contents that had spilled. JJ all but grabbed it from his hand and placed her free hand in the corner of his elbow.

This wasn’t Alex’s first red carpet. He’d been a bodyguard to several stars. When she moved too quickly, he warned through his pasted-on smile, “Slow down.”

JJ instantly let out a breath and reduced her pace, waving and smiling to the lines of fans. Several places had been set up for staged photographs. She entered the first posing for the best pictures of herself and the dress. She then signaled for Alex to join her. The camera clicks were almost deafening. This part he’d never done before and swore he would never do again.

They moved to the next stop and repeated the process. It took almost fifteen minutes before they reached the media. Here, Alex knew his place; he was simply window dressing to the beautiful JJ who captivated audiences with well-practiced soundbites.

JJ was up next for the last and most important media who were talking to the director. “I need to freshen my lipstick. I’ve cheek kissed more people in the last ten minutes than I have in my entire life.” She opened the tiny purse and several things popped out. Alex kneeled to retrieve the contents once again. He handed everything back to her and waited as she stashed it away. A small box was the only thing left. While he was still on one knee, the ring box popped open, revealing a very large diamond ring.

The media host must have glanced their way because she squealed, “Oh, my God. Is that a diamond?”

What the fuck? Alex looked at the ring in the box. What the hell was JJ doing caring around a diamond ring? A rather gaudy ring in his opinion. He looked up to her for answers.

“Of course I’ll marry you, Alex,” JJ gushed, clasping her hand to her nearly bare chest.

What the hell?

When Alex stood, JJ slipped the ring on her finger and went on tiptoes. At the last second, he moved his head slightly, so she only got the corner of his mouth with her kiss. She grabbed his face in both hands and gave him a quick peck on the lips before turning to the hordes of cameras.

Alex tried to step back but she pulled him even closer. She then turned and set her left hand on his chest flashing the huge diamond ring. Then she threw her arms around his neck and kept her mouth on the opposite side, away from the cameras.

“Alex, please go along with this. Please. Don’t embarrass me now.”

“You saw it here, first, live on…” the host droned on, hyping her TV talk show. “JJ, how are you feeling right now?” She shoved the microphone in front of JJ.
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Yep Alex is in deep trouble, and Kat isn’t going to be found. She takes a lone assignment in China, then the team takes on a sanctioned assignment, after which she resigns the team and disappears. Only appearing once for the wedding before taking off again. Poor Alex doesn’t get a chance to even talk to her even though he’s proven is innocence in the JJ debacle.

So much happens in this book, I was laughing, crying, screaming and WOW what a perfect series end!

I can’t wait to read the adventures of Black Swan Team 2.

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KaLyn Cooper

KaLyn Cooper’s romances blend fact and fiction with blazing heat and heart-pounding suspense.

Twenty-two years as a military wife has shown KaLyn the world, and thirty years in PR taught her that fact can be stranger than fiction. She leaves it up to the reader to separate truth from imagination.

She, her husband, and Little Bear (Alaskan Malamute) live in Tennessee on a micro-plantation filled with gardens, cattle, and quail. When she’s not writing, she’s at the shooting range or on the river.