“Let me do my job.”
Maria kept her expression flat in the face of Ryan’s angry glare. “I can’t. Not until I feel confident that you’re recovered from the stress of your wife’s death.” She pulled her calendar toward her. “I have this same time open next Thursday.” She held out an appointment card to him, her hand in the air a full ten seconds before he took the offering.
Rising to his feet, Ryan clenched his fist around the card without looking at it. “You’re making a big mistake.”
Even though he was giving her a hard time, his gaze was so full of pain and grief, a wave of sympathy hit her.
“I’m sorry you see it that way. I believe if we work together, I can help you.”
“And if I don’t want your help?”
“I’m afraid you don’t have a choice, Lieutenant.”
He gave her a look that would have made a lesser woman quail. Maria simply stared back. A second later, he stalked out. As he reached the hallway, she heard the sound of paper ripping. The scraps of her card fluttered gently to the carpet.
Dear Reader,
The Listener is the last book in the SWAT team trilogy that I wrote for Harlequin Superromance. It follows The Negotiator and The Commander. Each story has presented a different view of a SWAT team. It’s dangerous, emotional and draining work, the likes of which few “civilians” witness or understand.
This last book tells the story of Maria Worley, a psychotherapist, and Ryan Lukas, the sniper for the SWAT team.
When I started this series I knew I wanted to delve into the emotional life of a sniper. What could be more fascinating than the motivations and conflicts of a man who must take one life to protect another? Then I started to think…. What if that sniper had just suffered a tremendous personal loss? And what if the therapist who was supposed to treat him discovered she was more attracted to him than she should be? How could these people handle that kind of stress? How could they deal with all the possibilities? Just to make the story a little more interesting, I decided Maria should be a single parent, too.
I hope you enjoy reading The Listener, and I hope you find it a satisfying conclusion to THE GUARDIANS series. If you’d like to contact me, please visit my Web site, kaydavid.com, or write to me at [email protected].
One last thing…don’t forget that May is Get Caught Reading month. Obviously, if you’re reading this, you love to read, so why not share your passion? When you finish The Listener, pass it on to a friend or a relative…or even a stranger! Reading is one of the greatest pleasures we can give ourselves, and encouraging others to “get caught reading” is a gift to them, as well.
Sincerely,
Kay David
The Listener
Kay David
This book is dedicated to all the wonderful listeners
I’ve had the great pleasure of knowing through the years. While some have been professional, like Dr. Amelia Kornfeld or Max LeBlanc, others have listened because that’s what they do best: my mother, Pauline Cameron; my best friend, Marilyn Amann; my husband, Pieter Luan. We all need people to listen to us— there’s nothing more important— so my thanks and my love go to the people who always have time to listen.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
“DO YOU ENJOY ruining people’s lives or is it just me you have it in for?”
As he towered over her desk, Ryan Lukas’s wrath was so intense, so powerful, it filled Maria Worley’s office with an almost physical presence. She was accustomed to handling angry men, but his fury was different. Above a clenched jaw and beneath an angry frown, the black ice of his eyes revealed a storm just waiting to be unleashed.
At her.
She spoke quietly, calmly. “Is that what you think I’m doing?”
At her question, his expression turned fractionally darker and his mouth, already a violent slash, narrowed into a line of disbelief. He was so tightly wound the changes were subtle, but Maria was an expert at reading faces. It was her job. For the past three years she’d been the chief psychologist for the Emerald Coast SWAT team. Mainly men, the cops who were her clients were officers on the edge, trapped between their own realities and the rest of the world. They were men who didn’t know what to do with themselves or the disasters they’d become. Men who didn’t know where to turn.
Men like Ryan Lukas.
“If you put me on some kind of bogus leave, that’s exactly what you’ll be doing!” He glared at her. “I want to work and I should be working. The
