The enemy was hiding in plain sight…
Dedicated to the SEALs who continue to fight for America’s safety and honor
SEAL Undercover is part of the Suspense Sisters Silver SEALs series.
I hope you will check out all the books. ~Desiree
Max DiSalvo gave his entire life to the SEALs. He would have married—he certainly enjoyed women—but he never could find one who understood his dedication to the Teams, even though many of his team members married happily. It takes a certain caliber of woman to be a SEAL wife and Max just never found one that fit with him. Now, at 48, he is out of the SEALs, running his own commercial fishing company in Maine where he grew up, and waiting for his assignments from DHS.
Regan Shaw, a SEAL widow, is an Intelligence Operations Specialist with DHS, and a woman who Max is drawn to from first sight. Part of her job is analyzing information to assess threats and she’s discovered a doozy—there is a secret group of very wealthy people who, in partnership with a powerful cartel, are using the border with Mexico to smuggle terrorists from the Middle East into the country. And word has come down that a high-level member of the government is clearing the way with them for everything.
The group is about to have one of its executive meetings at an exclusive resort in Texas and that’s where DHS is sending the two of them. Credentials have been arranged that would make him attractive to the group. A story has been set and there is backup for him should he need it. Regan, who has all the information on this operation, will go with him as his wife.
As they uncover more and more of the operation, they realize just how dangerous this group really is. When someone betrays them, and Regan is kidnapped, Max goes into war mode, because in Regan Shaw he’s found the woman he’s waited for all his life and he doesn’t intend to lose her now. But he will need every bit of the skills that he learned as a SEAL to rescue her and bring down this very dirty conspiracy.
“And what does he get out of it.”
“He thinks he’s getting a free pass on prison and will have the opportunity to live out his life on some island in luxury.”
“He thinks? And what’s really going to happen.”
“That’s above my pay grade.” He walked over to Max. “Anyway, as soon as I saw the picture and heard the name, I knew we had to get you into this. You’ve got all the necessary skills. If you say yes, you’ve got five days to learn everything you need to know to become Max Ferron.”
“What happens then?”
“Their next very private, very secret meeting I told you about? It’s taking place at a lodge hidden away from the world. We believe it’s the final get-together before July 4th. We want you to go in there as Max Ferren and get every bit of information available to bring them down.”
Max gave a hard laugh. “You don’t want much, do you.”
“Listen. You’re our only chance. There’s no one else we can insert. We’ll give you all the protection we can. But, in the end, it may be up to you.” He sighed. “Will you do it, Max? I know this is a cheesy line, but like I said earlier, your country needs you.”
Max stared out the window for a long time. He knew this was risky. He might even get killed. But for the first time since he’d been shot, his blood was stirring and his pulse racing. He had a purpose. This was what he lived for. To serve his country in any way he could.
“Well?” Si prodded.
Max turned. “You knew I’d do it, or you’d never have come here. But I need the morning to get things organized with the boat crews and put someone in charge while I’m away.”
“Fourth of July, huh? They picked a symbolic day to do this. On purpose, I’m sure.”
“No shit. The assholes. I’d like to take them apart myself.” He paused. “There’s one more thing. I haven’t discussed it with anyone except my boss and Regan.”
“Yeah? What’s that?”
“Part of their attack could include biological weapons.”
Max’s blood chilled, and he had trouble breathing. “Bioterrorism? Are you kidding me?”
“I hope so. We haven’t picked up any chatter about it, but you know it is a favorite of the terrorists in the Middle East.”
Max knew that very well. The possibility of it on missions was always there in the background, which was why they carried special gear.
“Fuck, Si. We need to shut this damn thing down before it goes any further.”
Si nodded. “That we do. Okay, I’ll have the chopper pick us up at one tomorrow. That do it for you?”
“The chopper?” Max chuckled. “Yeah, that’ll be fine, but we’d better do it somewhere away from here or the townspeople will be gossiping twenty/four seven.”
“Gotcha. Oh, and there’s a bonus with this. You’ll have a wife with you.”
“A wife?” Max stared at his friend.
“Yeah. Max Ferron was recently married. No one in the group has met her, but we had Bernardo vouch for her along with his brother.”
“They can’t be too happy about all this.”
Si nodded. “They’re not. But Bernardo’s been a driving force in this group. His arms and munitions are the key to pulling this off. He’s had to reach out to others to gather the quantity he needs, which means they’re no doubt already setting up the beginning of their worldwide network.”
Max stared at the other man. “And who is this woman who’s my supposed wife?”
“She works for DHS as an Intelligence Operations Specialist. Analyzes chatter coming in. She’s the one who first picked up on this. When she did, she was moved onto the Bone Frog staff so we could keep the people in the loop as few as possible. She’s been thoroughly briefed ln everything and will be a big help.”
Right. Some computer analyst who probably thought this would be a walk in the park.
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