Marcia Lynn McClure
ASIN: B006M3E02S
Publisher: Distractions Ink
Pages: 139
There was the muffled sound of audience members standing up, and Baylee and Candice turned to look behind them.“Holy smokes!” Baylee breathed.“It’s like a Navy SEAL convention or something,” Candice added.And it was! Baylee couldn’t believe that over twenty-five of the people in the orientation audience were tall, dark, handsome, buff guys dressed all in black. Each man stood with his feet apart and hands held at his back—similar if not exactly like a military “at ease” stance.“They’re all packing heat too,” Baylee whispered to Candice as she noted all the holstered sidearms.“I guess Mr. O’Sullivan wants to be prepared,” Candice said.“I suppose you girls are all wowed now, right?” Tate said from the front row.“Let’s see,” Candice began, looking to Tate and feigning an expression of thoughtfulness. “Let’s say I’m being assaulted by some weirdo in the street…and who am I going to look to ...