Free Legal Legacy 2 (Surrendering Charlotte Chronicles Book 10) by Kimball Lee

mother must love him enough to risk her life to save him. Lizzie loved this boy as she had never loved Skyler or Beau, but why? And if Lizzie was so incredible why had JP been killed when he went to look for her? There were so many questions….
    “My father calls her Elizabetta, but Liz zie is what everyone else calls her. How did you know that? Do you know my mother, do you know if she is still alive?” he asked standing up quickly and towering over Sky and then leaning down to face her with his hands planted firmly on the arms of the chair where she sat.
    “No, but I have an idea who she is or… was. Look at me Pedro, look at our eyes. They’re her eyes aren’t they? My mother’s name is Lizzie, I don’t know much about her except that she had blonde hair and green eyes and she loved to surf. She was in some trouble here in California when she was pregnant with me so she ran to Mexico and sent me to my father as soon as I was born. I think your mother is our mother. But who is your father?”
    “A soldier he said, a brave and brilliant man, the love of her life. He came to protect my mother’s husband but he fell in love with my mother. When her husband caught them together he had the man tortured and left for dead. My mother didn’t want him to die so she bribed some men to take him far away and tell him she didn’t love him, to forget about her. He didn’t know she was pregnant and she never knew what happened to him. She said he was a man with no past, an American, and in Mexico he was a stranger in a strange land. He had no identity, he was a ghost.”
    “I see it now,” Hadley said, covering her face with her hands and shaking her head in disbelief. “Your eyes are like Skyler’s but your face… you’re my Uncle Christopher’s son.”

    Chapter Four
     
    “No fucking way, this is not happening,” Jack said as he, Atticus and Holden walked toward the Master Chief who waited for them aboard the aircraft carrier. “We won’t come out of this alive if that crazy motherfucker is in charge. I thought we’d seen the last of Master Chief Burt Galloway after BUDS training and it’s common knowledge that he has a major death wish for Atticus.”
    “At ease men,” the Master Chief grumbled, pacing in front of the three young SEALs who in his opinion were too fucking full of piss and vinegar and arrogance and bravado to suit him. They weren’t old school Navy; they were part of the new military with all their politically correct connections and government guaranteed rights. He was about to show them his kind of combat, the gritty ‘better than dirty sex’ kind of warfare that tested the size of a man’s balls. “Hale, Bly, Thomas, I can see the joy written on your piss-ant faces, glad to know you missed me. Some cocksucker with a bad sense of humor has put you in charge of this mission, Hale, but if you think that means I’ll follow your lead or kiss your ass, think again. I am thirty days shy of retirement and this is what I draw as my final assignment? As far as I’m concerned you can all suck my dick. The helo leaves in half an hour and here’s the worst news— I’m the copilot and the door gunner. Better hope I take pity on you boys because I might just decide to take a nap instead of covering your asses. And fuck, this ain’t the newest helo they’re letting us use so don’t get your hopes up as to the reliability of the fire power on board. Grab your gear assholes and let the fun begin.”
    The helicopter was better than expected, a late model Seahawk that had a full arsenal and the ability to get in and out the strike zone cleanly with little chance of leaving a radar footprint. Master Chief Galloway was a good bullshit artist and his bark was probably worse than his bite, but Atticus was uneasy with him as the sole door gunner onboard. Atticus, Holden and Jack would deploy together, repelling into the jungle while the helo hovered and then waited several miles inland for the signal