If you want to see how the story behind SOMEONE TO DIE FOR starts… Here’s a peek at the first time I ever met Logan MacCauley, as a secondary character to his brother’s story.
“The Mission” – Excerpt from SILENCING JOY (Project Prometheus)
Ryan MacCauley met eyes of nearly an identical shade across the table, and knew something was wrong. Logan might be a morose bastard, at times, but this withdrawn, angry man seated across from him wasn’t his brother. Not anymore.
“What gives, Logan? Someone spike your coffee?” His brother didn’t drink much, but Logan could be an angry sonuvabitch when he did.
Logan glared at him and downed the remainder of his coffee in a gulp, grimacing. “None of your goddamn business. What did you want?”
Ryan sank back in his seat with a sigh. Wonderful. This was going to be fun. “I need a sniper-spotter team.”
Stormy green eyes narrowed. “I’m still waiting for what this has to do with me.”
“I thought you said you had a good spotter. ‘The best,’ you used to say.”
Fury flashed in Logan’s eyes, before his expression and eyes went ice-cold in a way that sent a spike of dread through Ryan. “Not anymore.”
Okay, there was a lot more to this story than Logan was telling. “What happened?”
“Again, none of your business.”
Ryan leaned forward, his profiler’s instincts on high alert. Logan had always been hyper-protective of his partner – he hadn’t even let Matt Raleigh, or Ryan for that matter, in on his partner’s identity. Normally, Ryan knew better than to push. After all, this was his brother. He knew exactly what Logan’s childhood was like – he lived it, himself. “Logan. What happened?”
“It’s over, Ryan. That’s all you need to know. If you want a sniper, fine, but you’ll have to find me another spotter. Otherwise,” Logan rose to his feet, dropping money on the table to cover his coffee, “I’m out of here.”
“The target is Joy O’Bannon.”
That stopped Logan. He met Ryan’s gaze. “You’re serious.”