Ethan saw the fist flying at his face and made no move to stop it. Peter Campbell’s right cross slammed into his jaw, whipping his head back and rocking him back a step. Blood flooded his mouth. The older man had a helluva punch.
Several women gasped, and Liz Campbell tried to grab her husband by the arm.
“You were supposed to keep her safe!” Grief-stricken hazel eyes bored into him from a face reddened with anger. Fists still clenched, Pete took another step closer.
Reuben Blanchard, Ethan’s other reserve officer started toward them, but Ethan held up a hand, staying the former SEAL’s progress. He spit blood into a nearby trash can and turned back to Miranda’s father. “You get one for free because I understand you’re upset, and there’s nothing you can say or do to me that I haven’t wan
