Tinnean

With the death of Quinton Mann’s cousin, Mann Manor becomes his, and in spite of assurances that the Manor isn’t in bad shape, Quinn and his lover, Mark Vincent, discover otherwise when they arrive to inspect it. They find the floors have been torn up, some more recently than the last time his cousin had been here. Quinn agrees that their best option at this time is to have the house wired for security, and they take off for Savannah to pursue a lead into the accident that eventually resulted in the death of Quinn’s cousin.<br><br>Grey Rayne, an agent of Mark’s, is working on this until the floorboard gives way under her, and she’s injured. In extricating herself, she finds a letter and a map that might reveal the reasons behind the damage done to the Manor.<br><br>Will Quinn and Mark be able to get to the bottom of this? And what will happen if it comes out at the Company that Quinn is friends with the deadliest agent the WBIS has ever produced?

Mann of My Dreams Book 3: Just the Thought of You

How the fuckcould anyone get it out of the Lincoln Bedroom in the White House anyway? 


I drummed my fingertips harder. There was no way I could get in the White House. I didn’t know why, but for some reason this administration didn’t like me. As a result, security knew me and wouldn’t let me two feet past the front door.


I’d just take a walk down to see Romero in R&D. He should have some new appliances for me to try out. Swallowing a grin, I hauled myself to my feet, then paused. The Boss had told me I had to delegate.


I growled, sank back down into my chair, and thumbed the intercom. “Ms. Parker, would you see if Ahrens is in the building? And if he is—”


“I’m sorry sir, Mr. Matheson sent him up to New York late last week.”


Shit. I’d left Matheson in charge while I was in New York myself. “Wait, Matheson was supposed to be up in Boston.”


“Mr. Wallace called him back to headquarters.”


Chapter 37