BLURB – Right Place, Right Time
While shooting pictures of a mama bear and her cubs in Rocky Mountain National Park, wildlife photographer Beth Drummond witnesses a murderous shootout and the violent deaths of four men. When those responsible realize they’ve not only been seen but also photographed they give chase, determined to tie up loose ends. Praying she can outdistance her pursuers Beth dashes headlong through the woods, intent on nothing but reaching safety.
When Special Agent Bear Bristol, on leave from the FBI, hears gunshots and sees the woman running for her life, he knows he must intervene. He recognizes those giving chase and realizes that things are much worse than they seem. A vicious cartel with a mole at the FBI has put a target on Beth’s back, and there is no one they can trust. Unable to call for backup, Bear must keep Beth safe until they can figure out who the inside man is.
As they struggle to stay one step ahead of both corrupt law enforcement and the killers, they learn to trust one another and realize there is more between them than just friendship born of necessity. Can they overcome the obstacles they face, or will they win the fight to live only to lose the battle to love?
EXCERPT – Right Place, Right Time
Beth Drummond’s lungs burned and her heart raced as flew down the narrow, wooded trail, one hand tightly gripping her camera’s telephoto lens as she tried to shield it from the branches and brambles that ripped at her clothes and left red, angry scratches on her bare arms. Blood roared in her ears, drowning out even the sounds of her footfalls. She didn’t think the people who had been shooting at her had just given up and gone home, so she kept running, praying her legs would carry her to the ranger station. If not, she’d run until she couldn’t or until they caught her.
The trail veered sharply to her left and she skidded to a stop, pressing close to a Rocky Mountain Maple. She tried to breathe deeply and evenly, struggling to hear anything over the internal whush-whush of her loud, galloping pulse. Moving slowly she peered around the trunk back up the trail. Nothing. But that didn’t mean they weren’t coming. She was about to start running again when a pair of muscular arms snaked around her from behind and a large hand clamped itself over her mouth. She inhaled sharply and thrashed about, trying to twist away from him but his grip only tightened, effectively immobilizing her. She tried to kick, but he’d pinned her legs between his. A turtle on its back should be so helpless.
“Don’t move.” The words were a harsh whisper in her ear. “And don’t scream.”
She went stock still. The hand was so big it covered nearly her entire face, and the body at her back was male, tall, broad, and hard. The top of her head just reached his shoulder, and she felt the bunched muscles in his arms and chest as he held her close and tight. Her throat closed up and her heart beat so hard and fast she thought it would burst, but she did as the stranger commanded. Without a sound he pulled her away from the tree and backward into a stand of brush. The thick branches closed around them like a cloak.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Leslie McKelvey has been writing stories since she learned to write. Leslie read her first romance at 12 and was hooked. When her high school Creative Writing teacher told her she needed to be a novelist, she decided to give it a try. Finally, at the ripe old age of…forty-something…her debut novel, Accidental Affair made it into print through Black Velvet Seductions Publishing. Her follow-up novel, the second in the “Accidental Encounters” series, Right Place, Right Time, was released in January 2015. The third and final installment in the series, Her Sister’s Keeper, will follow shortly, and then it will be on to book #4, Runaway Heart.
Leslie is a war-veteran who served with the U.S. Navy during the Gulf War, and she was among the first groups of women to work the flight deck of an aircraft carrier. During her five years of service she was stationed at NAS Miramar (currently Marine Corps Air Station Miramar) and was an F-14 Tomcat plane captain and mechanic. While at Miramar she was sent on detachment to the aircraft carriers USS Independence, USS Ranger, USS Lincoln, and the USS Nimitz. The final two years of her enlistment were spent on Guam and her squadron frequently deployed to Japan and the Middle East.
She learned everything she knows about firearms and tactics from her police officer husband, who is a weapons expert and firearms instructor for one of the most highly-respected law-enforcement agencies in the world (and one he wishes her NOT to disclose). He is her biggest supporter and her unpaid consultant on everything law-enforcement and weapons related. She has three boys, the oldest of whom is a United States Marine (SEMPER FI!). She spends her off-time (kidding…WHAT off-time?) reading, taking pictures, and sending lead down range (that’s shooting, for those who are unfamiliar). One of her favorite scents is the smell of gunpowder in the morning….