Her Sensual Protector Night Storm, Book Five Caitlyn O’Leary Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Epilogue About the Author Also by Caitlyn O’Leary © Copyright 2021 Caitlyn O’Leary All rights reserved. All cover art and logo © Copyright 2021 By Passionately Kind Publishing Inc. Cover by Lori Jackson Design Edited by Rebecca Hodgkins Content Edited by Trenda Lundin All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems—except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews—without permission in writing from the author. This book is a work of fiction. 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Somebody better find her kidnapped father, and fast. At her wits’ end, Daisy realized she would have to rely on the special forces team to rescue her father, which killed her; shouldn’t she be doing something—anything—to help facilitate her father’s safe return? But when Leo Perez told her to trust him, she started to believe. Maybe trust was finally an option for her. Daisy and Leo soon find themselves immersed in a situation they never thought possible as terrorist forces gain strength. Will their emerging love be strong enough to face the deadly forces determined to stop Daisy? 1 Leo wished his boss had sent someone else, anybody else, but Max had raised his eyebrow and sent him. Deep down, or not that deep down, Leo knew why. But it still rankled. Fine, he had a way with the ladies, but this was a mission, for God’s sake. This was a fucking mission in Afghanistan, not the time or place for the charm offensive. But when he saw just how poorly the diplomats and phony diplomats were doing, he could see where charm could be really useful. Just how dumb were these guys? Even the CIA plants had their heads firmly embedded up their asses. “Ms. Squires, your presence here, and the media storm your family and friends have created in the United States, is detrimental to us finding and safely returning your father,” the US Ambassador to Afghanistan said to the petite woman sitting in the chair across from his at the conference room table. This was the fourth time he’d said something like that to her. Leo could tell she was getting hot under the collar. “What else would you have me do? Other people have been kidnapped in Afghanistan and you have done nothing. Nothing has been done for that reporter, Dick Summers.” Her tone was savage. Ooops, the gloves have come off. Leo smothered a grin. “That’s not true,” the ambassador said. “Oh really,” she said sarcastically. “Obviously nothing of note, since he’s been missing for four months, and you still haven’t managed his release.” One of the lower-level diplomatic aides standing behind the ambassador spoke up. “We’re working on his release, as well as your father’s. Now, your dad has only been missing for a week. Nobody understands why he decided to come to Afghanistan when the rest of his team was still in Pakistan. It is our understanding that is where the polio inoculations are needed, not here in Afghanistan.” The aide seemed nice enough. But not so nice when you considered he was one of five men who were standing beside the ambassador, all leaning over the conference room table, clearly trying to intimidate the petite woman. “Just contact Dr. Williams in Pakistan, you’ll find that they traced cases of polio to villages here in Afghanistan. My father and Dr. Williams decided my father would be the best one to come over here since he spoke Dari. He crossed the border legally, there wasn’t anything secretive about his arrival.” Leo admired Daisy Squires’ fierceness when surrounded by all the men intent on poking holes in her story. Her will was indomitable. Leo casually leaned back against the far wall, well away from the action. He made it clear he was just observing. What’s more, the fact that they were all in suits and he was wearing fatigues should have made it even more obvious. Another man glared down at Daisy. “Ten years ago your father was in Palestine, and he was working with Hamas. He has a penchant for working for terrorist organizations, isn’t that true?” His voice sliced through the room. Leo continued to keep his casual stance but made sure he could catch every word of the conversation. “You obviously have faulty records,” she said scornfully. “You need to talk to the Palestine Unit in our embassy in Israel. That was all cleared up back then. My father does not work with terrorist organizations. He cares for sick and wounded children. Full stop.” The same oily dirtbag continued his interrogation. “I have checked
