WESTON
The K9 Files, Book 8
Dale Mayer
Books in This Series:
Ethan, Book 1
Pierce, Book 2
Zane, Book 3
Blaze, Book 4
Lucas, Book 5
Parker, Book 6
Carter, Book 7
Weston, Book 8
Greyson, Book 9
Table of Contents
Title Page
About This Book
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Epilogue
About Greyson
Author’s Note
Complimentary Download
About the Author
Copyright Page
About This Book
Welcome to the all new K9 Files series reconnecting readers with the unforgettable men from SEALs of Steel in a new series of action packed, page turning romantic suspense that fans have come to expect from USA TODAY Bestselling author Dale Mayer. Pssst… you’ll meet other favorite characters from SEALs of Honor and Heroes for Hire too!
Weston was at an impasse in his life, after hearing about his unknown daughter, who’d already been adopted by another family. Only the father had since passed away… So … accepting the mission to track down the missing, blind-in-one-eye, limping K9 dog named Shambhala—in Alaska—was exactly where he needed to be to sort out this other issue in his life. Finding the dog turned out to be easier than Weston had expected, but sorting out how and why this dog’s owner’s had been murdered was something else again.
Now a widower, Danielle knew her daughter also needed a father, so she’d contacted Weston, not sure if he even knew of the baby’s existence. When he said he was on the way, she was concerned at what she’d started and that emotion then turned to terror when Sari’s birth mother showed up at Danielle’s doorstep, looking for her daughter again.
Things turn ugly when Weston’s K9 investigation impacts his daughter’s life and her new mother. He must do something, or everything he’s finally found will be lost.
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Prologue
Weston Thurlow walked into the offices of Titanium Corp and threw himself down into the big office chair on one side of the boardroom table. “I want in.”
Cade looked at Erick, who sat beside him, then across at Weston. “In what?”
“Whatever deal that has all these guys disappearing. I want in on it too.”
Erick looked at Cade with a raised eyebrow. They both looked at Weston again. “Say what?”
Weston grinned. “Oh, no. No, no, no. I’ve been hearing all kinds of stuff,” he said, “so no holding back on me.”
“All kinds of stuff?” Cade asked. “Can you be more specific?”
“Pierce, Blaze, Zane, Parker, Lucas, even Ethan,” he said. “What the heck is going on with them? I heard something about dogs.”
“Why are you interested in dogs all of a sudden?” Erick asked, settling back, as if finally understanding.
Just then Badger walked in. “What was that about dogs?” he asked, as he tossed a file in front of Cade. On the top was a picture of Carter, sitting on a railing, a woman’s arms wrapped around him and their faces pressed together, both looking deliriously happy.
Cade looked at it and grinned. “And another one bites the dust.”
“Or we could say, Another very successful story,” Erick corrected, nudging him with his shoulder.
Cade nodded. “Or we could say that. They do look happy together.”
“Who?” Weston hopped up to take a look. “Yeah, there’s Carter. What the hell has he been up to? And who’s the woman?”
“Sister of his best friend,” Badger said. “Said he needed to go back and fix a few things, find where his real heart lay.”
“Oh, all that mushy stuff,” Weston said. “But what kind of jobs are they doing? Do you know how boring it is, day in and day out? All I do is work.”
“And yet, here you are looking for another job,” Cade remarked with a wry smile. “Ironic, isn’t it?”
Weston shrugged. “Yeah, well, it’s because I’m bored. Don’t you have something else for me to do?”
“Do you have any experience with dogs?”
“Some,” he said. “I worked in a K9 unit for a while.”
“Only a while?”
“I got promoted,” he said. “And then I got blown up. You know how that works. When life takes you down a path you didn’t expect to travel.” And, of course, he knew they did know. All too well because they’d all been on the same path into the unknown.
Badger smiled at him. “What part of the country are you from?”
“Why?” Weston asked.
“Because we’ve got dogs all across the country, and we’re trying to fit people who have a reason to go someplace to track dogs down in that area.” He quickly explained about the K9 program.
Weston’s gaze narrowed with interest. “Wow, sounds like a real mess.”
“Yep, that’s exactly what it is. But we have seven down and five more to go.”
“Did they all come to the mainland?” Weston asked.
“You mean in the US?”
He nodded. “Yeah, that’s what I’m asking.”
“Well, one’s in Alaska, one in Hawaii. Does that count?”
He jumped up. “I’ll take the one in Alaska. It would be Anchorage, right?”
“Well, that’s where it was flown to. But I think it went out to a homesteading family. When a follow-up check was done, they couldn’t get a hold of anyone. No one was particularly worried. They tried several times, and honestly nothing might be wrong, but, until someone connects with the owner, the file can’t be closed.”
“Good, that should be easy enough. Likely they have terrible phone reception out on the homestead, if any at all. The phone is probably off, even if they do have reception. So a simple house call should take care of that,” he said. “I’m from Alaska, and I’ve been looking to visit anyway.”
“Did you leave a long-lost love back there too?”
He winced. “Not exactly.”
“What does that mean?” Badger asked.
“Well, I left a daughter back there apparently,” he said, his voice going superquiet at the old pain rearing its head. “She was adopted out to a very nice family. Only I know that the adoptive mother lost her husband recently. About a year ago.” Feeling overwhelmed but in too deep to stop now, he continued, “They, uh, they’ve been asking me to stop by for a visit because—well, the mother feels my little girl should get
