Tactical Force
Their search for an assassin makes her the next target. With a threat on the US President’s life it’s all-out war for former marine Jack Snow. But when he is tasked with protecting DC staff Anne Bellamy, his mission takes him undercover into Washington’s power circles. Can he protect his country and the woman who's become far more than just an asset to him?
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Their search for an assassin makes her the next target.
Two attacks on DC staffer Anne Bellamy’s life are just the beginning of a terrorist threat from a group that aims to assassinate the US president. It’s all-out war for former elite Force Recon marine Jack Snow, who is tasked with keeping Anne alive. As his mission takes him undercover into Washington’s power circles, can he protect his country and the woman who’s become way more than just an asset to him?
ELLE JAMES, a New York Times bestselling author, started writing when her sister challenged her to write a romance novel. She has managed a full-time job and raised three wonderful children, and she and her husband even tried ranching exotic birds (ostriches, emus and rheas). Ask her, and she’ll tell you what it’s like to go toe-to-toe with an angry 350-pound bird! Elle loves to hear from fans at [email protected] or ellejames.com
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ISBN: 978-0-008-90480-7
TACTICAL FORCE
© 2019 Mary Jernigan
Published in Great Britain 2019
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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I want to thank Delilah Devlin and my daughter,
Paige Yancey, for being there when I need some
serious help brainstorming.
And thank you to Denise Zaza, who has been with me
from the day she bought my first book for
Harlequin Intrigue.
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Contents
Note to Readers
Anne Bellamy finished editing the document her boss had given her just before he’d left for the gym at exactly four thirty that afternoon. She’d stayed two hours past the end of the usual day in the office of the national security advisor located in the West Wing of the White House to clean up, fact-check and finish the job. The last one out of the office, she gathered her purse and checked her cell phone.
A text message had come through during the time she’d logged off her computer and collected her purse.
Unknown caller.
Curious as to who had her phone number and was texting her so late in the evening, Anne brought up her text messages and frowned down at the cryptic message.
TRINITY LIVES.
Her heart skipped several beats before settling into the swift pace of one who was running for her life. Anne hadn’t heard anything about Trinity since the man who’d recruited her to spy on government officials had been murdered.
Her gut clenched and she felt like she might throw up as she returned the text.
Sorry, you must have the wrong number.
