Turquoise Guardian
Her Warrior Protector Apache ex-Marine Carter Bear Den rescues his former fiancée, Amber Kitcheyan, from a mass shooting on the reservation. But Amber is the only living witness—and what she knows might get them both killed.
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Her Warrior Protector
Carter Bear Den is a proud Apache of the Turquoise Canyon Reservation. The former US Marine is a member of the Turquoise Guardians working to protect his people and their land. When he discovers a grisly mass shooting at the Lilac Copper Mine, Carterâs one thought is to find Amber Kitcheyan.
After breaking her engagement to Carter and relinquishing her membership with the reservation, Amber found work at the mine. Now she is the sole survivor of the shootingâat best a witness, at worst a suspect. But Carter swears to protect the only woman he has ever loved, even if it means losing everything else.
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She wished they could go back in time, back to those two kids who had fallen in love, and try again.
Tell her younger self to be wise and give Carter another chance. But it was too late now because she could never ask him to leave their tribe and she was too ashamed to stay.
Despite her reservations, her heart hammered in giddy excitement and her skin flushed.
Focus. Youâre in real trouble and this man doesnât want a woman who walked away from her family.
Carter had loved her. But he loved his people and his place among them more. He was not leaving and she was not staying. There was no future for them. Only more pain.
âThank you for saving us back there,â she said.
âI didnât get us out. Iâd have been cuffed to the handgrip in a smoldering wreck if not for you.â
Heâd been the reason they had a chance to get out of that SUV and they both knew it.
JENNA KERNAN has penned over two dozen novels and has received two RITA® Award nominations. Jenna is every bit as adventurous as her heroines. Her hobbies include recreational gold prospecting, scuba diving and gem hunting. Jenna grew up in the Catskills and currently lives in the Hudson Valley of New York State with her husband. Follow Jenna on Twitter, @jennakernan, on Facebook or at www.jennakernan.com.
For Ann Leslie Tuttle with many thanks for sharing her expertise, invaluable critical eye and friendship for more than a decade.
And for Jim, always.
Contents
The idea of murdering seven innocent people should have sickened Ovidio Natal Sanchez. Instead he felt a grim anticipation. These people were responsible for causing that festering wound on the earth. He only wished he had been given free rein to kill as many as possible. But he was a loyal member of BEAR, and he would carry out his mission, with pleasure. He sat in a nondescript van before the loading dock of the Lilac Copper Mine, holding an automatic weapon with the safety switched off.
His driverâs phone chimed, signaling a text.
âTheyâre all in,â he said.
âGive them twenty minutes to get to their desks,â said Ovidio.
His driver cast him a look.
âI donât want to miss one who went for coffee.â
His driverâs sigh was audible, but he said no more, granting Ovidio a few more seconds to savor the moment.
His organization had supplied everything he needed: maps, head shots of each target, transportation and the automatic weapon he would use to kill every living soul in the procurement office of the Lilac Copper Mine. He didnât know why. He didnât care why. He just knew when and how.
Today. By his hand.
The twenty minutes ticked by.
A smile curled his lips. The next hole that went in the earth would be for their caskets.
âIâm signaling our man,â said his driver and began texting.
The van was parked at the receiving bays.
Ovidio had worked protection for his boss for years. Even had to kill a few people. But nothing like this. He licked the salt from his upper lip.
In life, he believed, people mostly got what they deserved. Today was the exception. These people deserved worse. If it were up to him, heâd tie the owners of this monstrous mile-deep pit with their own blasting cord and toss them in with the next load of explosives. But his leader said they had bigger fish to fry. This time theyâd make a statement that would not be buried on page six. One that the whole world would feel, and know that the earth mattered. That people couldnât keep assaulting the earth with impunity and that...
âYou ready?â asked his driver.
The loading door was opening. He needed to focus.
âThere he is,â said his driver and looked expectantly at Ovidio. âHurry up.â
He wondered if his driver would really be here when he came out or would just leave him. But leaving him was dangerous. He might tell what he knew. He never would, of course. He believed too deeply in their cause. Still, they might kill him. Shoot him the instant he came out that door. He didnât care. At least his death would matter and theyâd never forget him here in this miserable mining town.
