Conduct Unbecoming – Excerpt Chapter Seven


conduct unbecoming front coverNot everyone is a fan of Teague McMurtry. In fact, some people thoroughly detest him. One such is Major Victor Quartermain. Once a rival for Isobel’s hand, Teague maintains that the better man was the one who gave her up—himself. He and Quartermain hate one another, and not just because of Isobel. Victor has a secret that could not just ruin his career, it could get him killed. He will do anything it takes to protect himself.

Moonlight on the water didn’t make him feel romantic. He was too angry to feel anything else. I missed! At that close a range. Unforgivable! He sat on the deck of his boat, cradling his weapon. He broke it down to its component parts and dropped a piece overboard. The boat drifted a little and he dropped another piece. He continued the process until the last part hit the water and sank.

Turning the boat toward land, he muttered and grumbled to himself. “It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Goddammit, I hate that man!” He cut the motor, letting the boat drift in toward the dock. Jumping onto the deck, he tied it off.

A dark car sat nearby. He fished keys out of his jacket pocket, clicking the alarm button as he approached. The lights flashed as the door lock and alarm disengaged. Sliding behind the wheel, he took a deep breath. He held the steering wheel with both hands, a shuddering sigh breaking its way through his calm veneer.

What have I done? Dear God, what have I done?

Starting the car, he pulled out of the parking lot of the marina and headed home. The radio quietly played a haunting, blues tune. He turned it up, humming until it reached the chorus. “Not gonna let ‘em catch the Midnight Rider.” Greg Allman’s crooning voice filled the car as he turned off into the Spruce Creek Fly-In in Port Orange.

Turning into his driveway, he pulled into the garage. He shut the car off as the garage door closed. Hands on the wheel, he closed his eyes, muttering what might have been a prayer. He wasn’t entirely sure anymore. It might have been invective hurled at his Maker, it didn’t matter. The damage was done and Isobel was in the hospital. That was his fault too.

“Dammit!” He pounded the steering wheel before getting out of the car.

Entering the house, he stopped before flicking on the light. Something didn’t feel right. Or maybe it was the smell. There was something wrong, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Trying to shake it off, he headed to the kitchen to get a beer from the fridge. Something still wasn’t right. Determined not to let it get to him, he pulled the door open.

There on his wife’s best silver platter were photos of the dead man from the beach. Something was in the vegetable drawer other than tomatoes and carrots. Cautiously, hands trembling, he reached for it. Thinking better of it, he straightened up. He recognized the smell now—propane. Lots of it. It grew harder to breathe. Clamping a dish towel over his mouth, he ran from the house, dialing 9-1-1. When he hit the send button on his phone, he heard a loud pop behind him.

The hair on the back of his neck tingled and he ran faster, dashing through the front yard as his kitchen exploded. Miraculously unhurt, though somewhat singed, he watched his house go up like a book of matches. The fire department, when they arrived a few minutes later, could do nothing but prevent the houses next door from catching fire.

Rubbing the back of his neck, Quartermain sat on the bumper of the ambulance, cursing Teague under his breath, as the paramedic checked him for injuries.

“You’re fine, sir,” the young man told him. “A few bruises, a scrape or two, but otherwise fit.”

“Thank you,” he muttered, watching his house burn to the ground.

The fire chief and arson inspector came over, standing opposite him, arms folded. Both were massively built men who looked like they could crack his head open with a flick of their fingers. He straightened up, clutching the blanket around him.

“Mr. Quartermain?” the chief began.

“M-Major Quartermain. N-not M-Mister.” His damn stutter returned. He’d been rid of it for 30 years.

“Major,” the chief corrected himself. “Are you all right, sir?”

“My g-goddamn house is b-burning down. How do you th-think I am?”

“I meant are you injured?” The man tightened up, frowning.

“I’m fine. Sorry. My house—” He gestured toward the blaze.

“I’m very sorry for your loss, Major. We’ve found evidence of an explosive device. Can you think of anyone who would want to blow up your home?”

“No,” Victor Quartermain shuddered, shaking his head. “No, no, no. . .n-n-nnn. . . .” The shaking intensified.

The paramedic rushed over. The other two men got out of his way, letting him do his job.

“I have to ship him, sir,” the young man said after a quick exam. “I think he’s having a stroke. Or maybe he sustained a blow to the head. I can’t tell here.”

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In Her Own Words – Liz Tynon


b477c-conduct2bunbecoming2bfront2bcoverElizabeth Tynon is the confidential aid to Teague’s former CO. She’s here to talk about Conduct Unbecoming.

What is your name?

Elizabeth Tynon, also known as the Ice Princess.

Why do you have that nickname?

Because I’m a cold hearted bitch.

What do you want most?

I want to win.

Why is this so important to you?

Because then I don’t lose.

How do you treat the people in your life?

People are pawns to be used as I need them and disposed of when they are no longer useful.

Can people count on you?

Not if they’re smart.

What makes you angry?

Losing.

Do you stand up for your beliefs?

I believe in myself. I stand up for myself and what I want.

What excites you?

Winning.

What do you do for a living?

I’m confidential aid to General Arnold Shay, US Army.

What kind of books do you like?

I don’t have time to read.

What kind of music do you enjoy?

I don’t listen to music.

What’s the one thing you’d most like to do before you die?

To Win—Everything.

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In Her Own Words – Aileen Griffen


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Aileen is an old Army buddy of Teague’s. She was also one of his lovers. They broke up under difficult circumstances but still hold a mutual respect for one another. In her own words, here’s Aileen to talk about Conduct Unbecoming.

What is your name?

Aileen Griffen, Captain in the US Army.

What do you want most?

I want to get my best friend back safely. Nadeya is damaged. She needs my help.

Why is this so important to you?

She’s the best friend I’ve got—one of the few I have left. The war has taken the rest in one way or another.

How do you treat the people in your life?

I try to treat them well, but I’m sure I don’t always manage it.

Can people count on you?

Yes! I will do whatever I can to help my friends and family.

What makes you angry?

Injustice and senseless violence. I know that’s kind of ironic given what I do for a living. I guess there’s nothing like a war to make you realize how pointless it is.

Do you stand up for your beliefs?

Yes, with everything I’ve got.

What excites you?

Well, I sure didn’t expect to find a small town cop exciting, but wow! Joel took me completely by surprise. I find him fun and exciting—and all kinds of sexy.

What do you do for a living?

I’m a Captain in the United States Army. Until all this happened, I’d thought about making it my career for life. Now, I’m not so sure.

What kind of books do you like?

I love romance novels. I want to read about people falling in love. I guess, until I met Joel, I didn’t really expect that to be me.

What kind of music do you enjoy?

Blues and classic rock. Don’t give me any of that rapper crap. That noise makes me want to unload my service pistol into whatever is playing it.

What’s the one thing you’d most like to do before you die?

You’re going to think I’m really being girly here—I want to find the perfect man and get married. Until I met Joel, that wasn’t even a thought. Now, it’s what I want more than anything.

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Conduct Unbecoming – Excerpt


conduct unbecoming front coverThe following excerpt is from Chapter Eight of Conduct Unbecoming. The men in my books talk like my sons, as that’s the example I’ve seen on a daily basis. That being said, they aren’t always nice to one another. In fact, at times, they are down right mean. The same applies to the men in my stories. They may be friends, but they aren’t averse to slamming one another. Teague’s cousin, Joel, has a car that the other men hate. He loves it and isn’t ashamed of his bright blue Civic.

After breakfast, the men went outside for a smoke. None of them did it very often, but this seemed like the occasion to indulge. Not only that, they wanted to talk about their women.

“Teague, dude, you missed out not having sex with Nadeya,” Jasper said. “I’ve had it good before, but da-yam!”

“I beat your record, cuz,” Joel said.

“Record? Which one is that?”

“Getting into Aileen’s panties. She said it took you a week.”

Teague chuckled. “She’d like to remember it that way. I think it was about three days.”

“Still beat you,” Joel replied, proud of himself.

“You did, cuz. That’s very cool.”

“She did it because she feels sorry for you—having that gay car and all—” Jasper teased.

Joel smacked him. “I’m sick of you guys making fun of my car! Some people find it hot.”

Teague and Jasper eyed Joel’s car, raising dubious eyebrows.

“Nope. Sorry, they don’t.” Teague replied.

“Pretty sure that’s a no,” Jasper added.

“What is wrong with my car?”

“The color,” Teague replied without hesitation.

“The purple neon underneath,” Jasper added.

“Spinners.” Teague nodded adamantly.

“Spoiler.” Jasper snapped.

“Name!” they bellowed together.

“I love my car,” Joel said. “Nothing you two say will change that.”

“I’m surprised Aileen still went to bed with you after she saw that,” Jasper said.

“Not funny!”

Vivica came to the door. “You’re going to wake the neighbors,” she said calmly. “What’s all the shouting about?”

“Joel maintains that his car is, in fact, hot,” Jasper said. “We maintain that it’s not.”

“Really? You’re talking about a car after having some of the best sex of your life?” She rolled her eyes with disgust and went inside, slamming the door.

“Good thing you got that sex already,” Jasper intoned. “Cause I’m pretty sure you won’t tonight.”

“Wait until she tells Nadeya and Aileen,” Joel said, eyes wide. “You’ll be in deep shit—both of you.”

“I’ll be deep in something,” Jasper countered. “But it won’t be shit.” He rose, heading toward the door. “Y’all coming?”

“Not yet,” Teague replied, throwing his cigarette butt at Jasper.

“Funny. Very. We need to figure this shit out, man. We have to help Nadeya out of this mess.”

© 2014 Dellani Oakes

 

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Presenting Conduct Unbecoming!


conduct unbecoming front coverDid you fall in love with Teague McMurtry in The Ninja Tattoo? Well, he’s back and sassier than ever! This time, he’s got help from his family as well as his good friend, Jasper Waters.

Jasper’s a former Marine who is now a cop. Quite by accident, he’s involved in helping Teague find an old friend—Nadeya.

Nadeya has a problem—lots of them, really. Her fiancée was murdered and she’s seeking revenge against the men who did it. Unfortunately, the one man who could have helped her has been brutally murdered and the police are looking for Nadeya as a person of interest.

Join Teague, Vivica, Jasper and Nadeya as they search for the truth.

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