Damon's Deal (Terkel's Team #1) by Dale Mayer

About This Book

Welcome to a brand-new series from USA Today best-selling author Dale Mayer, where dark-ops SEALs have special senses and skills, needed to solve intrigue, betrayal, and … murder. A series with all the elements you’ve come to love, plus so much more, … including psychics!

With the bulk of his team down, Terk tries to establish a new base, while struggling to heal the team through the special connection each has. Damon is concerned about finding Tasha, one of their admins, and keeping her safe. But, without any secure place to take her, Damon’s making do with the little they have—whether she’s happy about his plan or not.

Tasha, barely surviving an assassination attempt, is not sure who to trust. When Damon comes to check on her, she can only hope her instincts and her heart are right about him. This man meant everything to her for the years they’d worked together, but he’d always kept her at arm’s reach. Now to learn that he and Terk are the only fully cognizant members of her old team, she wants to help but doesn’t want to risk her life … again.

Still struggling with their new reality, both Tasha and Damon need to find out who did this to them. It’s the only way to get their lives back—and to have a future together …

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Chapter 1

Ice poured herself a coffee and sat down at the compound’s massive dining room table with the cup. When her phone rang, she smiled at the number displayed. “Hey, Terk. How’re you doing?” She put the call on Speakerphone.

“I’m okay,” Terkel replied, his voice distracted and tight. “Barely.”

“Terk?” Merk called from across the table. He got up and walked closer and sat across from Levi. “You don’t sound too good, brother. What’s up?”

“I’m fine.” Terk paused. “Or I will be. Right now, things have blown to shit.”

“As in literally?” Merk asked.

“The entire group, … they’re all gone. I had a solid team—seven like me—and they’re all gone.”

“Dead?” Ice’s jaw dropped in shock.

Several others stood to join them, gathered around Ice’s phone. Levi stepped forward, his hand on Ice’s shoulder. “Terk? Are they all dead?”

“No.” Terk took a deep breath. “I’m not making sense. I’m sorry.”

“Take it easy.” Ice’s voice remained calm and reassuring. “What do you mean, they’re all gone?”

“All their abilities are gone,” he stated. “Something’s happened to them. Somebody has deliberately removed whatever supersenses they could utilize—or what we have been utilizing for the last ten years for the government.” His tone was bitter. “When the US gov recently closed us down, they promised that our black ops department would never rise again, but I didn’t expect them to attack us personally.”

“What are you talking about?” Merk asked in alarm, standing up now to stare at Ice’s phone. “Are you in danger?”

“Maybe? I don’t know,” Terk replied. “I need to find out exactly what the hell’s going on.”

“What can we do to help?” Ice asked.

Terk gave a broken laugh. “That’s not why I’m calling. Well, it is, but it isn’t.”

Ice looked at Merk, who frowned as he shook his head. Ice knew he and the others had heard Terk’s stressed-out tone and the completely confusing bits and pieces coming from his mouth. Ice spoke next. “Terk, you’re not making sense again. Take a breath and explain. Please. You’re scaring me.”

Terk took a long slow deep breath. “Tell Stone to open the gate,” he said. “She’s out there.”

“Who’s out there?” Levi asked, looked outside, and shrugged.

“She’s coming up the road now. You have to let her in.”

“Who? Why?” Ice asked.

“Because … she’s harnessed with C-4.”

“Jesus.” Levi bolted to display the camera feeds on the big screen in the dining room. “Is it live?”

“It is, and she’s been sent to you.”

“Well, that’s an interesting move,” Ice noted, her voice sharp, activating her comm to connect to Stone in the control room. “Who’s after us?”