Personal Protection

By A.R. Moler

Dr. Ryan Bergstrom has offended somebody, but he has no idea who is so upset with him. Ryan is a gifted medical researcher working on a drug that could slow down the progression of Alzheimer’s disease. Death threats and nasty pranks mean that the medical research firm has hired a bodyguard to make sure their golden boy is protected from his stalker.

Brendan Marek is an ex-Ranger currently working as private security. Ryan’s attracted to his new bodyguard but sure that a military guy wouldn’t be interested. But Marek is not a stereotype. Can they figure each other out while under siege?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Mar 14, 2014
• ISBN: 9781611525656

A.R. Moler

A.R. Moler is a chemistry professor at a community college, a homeschooling mom and an avid science fiction fan. She is a devotee of first hand research for her writing whenever possible and to this end has - learned to fire a handgun, been rappelling, ridden with both EMS and the police, flown a helicopter, bought a motorcycle and learned to ride it. She has traveled to nearly all the places where her stories are set and taken hundreds of photos for documentation. She has been writing since her high school years, but only recently has become published. Her website can be found at http://armoler.com

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Personal Protection

By A.R. Moler

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Personal Protection

By A.R. Moler

Chapter 1

After the most recent events, the board of directors and I have decided you need protection while the police investigate who’s behind the threats, Dr. Caldwell said.

Dr. Caldwell, my boss and CEO of Florence Scientific, stood with his back to the door of the small conference room. The man was a generation older than me and known for demanding full commitment from his personnel. Crack the whip, nose to the grindstone and all that. That was fine, I was a workaholic with very little social life. Spending sixty-plus hours most weeks working on a drug that showed promise in dramatically slowing Alzheimer’s was consuming my existence and the last few weeks had been even worse because now I was getting death threats. Caldwell opened the door and another man walked in. Ryan, Caldwell gestured toward me. I’d like to introduce Brendan Marek. He works for a personal security firm. He’ll be shadowing you round the clock for the next few days.

The first time I saw my bodyguard I wondered how he’d gotten the scar that ran from the edge of his mouth all the way to the back corner of his jaw. I also fell in instant lust with him. Taller than me by a couple of inches, wide shoulders and close cut dark hair; he struck me as absolutely humorless. His oval face and green eyes were solemn as we all sat down around the conference table.

Marek leaned forward enough to shake my hand. It was a brief firm grip. Dr. Bergstrom, he said. Can I ask you for the details of what’s been going on?

I was puzzled. Had they hired this guy blind? I guess I must have had a really stupid expression on my face because Marek gave me this quirky little half-smile.

Yes, they did tell me what’s been going on. However I’d like to hear it again from you. If you’re the target, your impressions might be slightly different.

I nodded. It did make some sense.

I’ll be back in a few minutes, said Caldwell and he walked out.

When did all of this start? Marek asked.

A little over a month ago, I started getting phone calls both on my cell and here at work. It was usually just a thirty second tirade about how I was torturing living creatures and how I should burn in hell for it, or something along that line. It was irritating and I got a new cell number, so he, or they, took a different tack. I got letters in the mail. A single sheet of paper, typed, more of the same crap along with pictures of mutilated animals.

But the past week…? Marek prompted.

A dead cat was left on the hood of my car. An open can of red paint was thrown through the front window of my house, and someone sideswiped my car in the parking lot when I was working late one evening. I shifted in my seat. I didn’t want to admit it but this whole thing had really started to get to me.

Do you believe all of this is linked to the same person?

I