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

Uncle Tony snapped out his napkin and draped it over his lap. “He seemed pleased to see you.”


“He’s an asshole,” Valentine snarked. “He looks down on the waiters and busboys and thinks this job is beneath him.”


Then why take the job? Drum had studied jurisprudence and was knowledgeable in criminal investigative techniques. If he felt he had to leave the OIG, he could have joined any police force in the country or taken a position with any district attorney.


Meanwhile, Valentine was rattling on. “Out of common courtesy he could have given us one of the reserved tables.”


“Then it’s a good thing you called earlier.” Cisco grinned.


Bryan peered at me over his menu. “Are you going to meet with him?”


“I suppose. But not in the men’s room.”


Drum and our waiter converged on our table at the same time. I bunched up my napkin, rose, and laid it on my seat. “Uncle Tony, would you mind ordering for me?”


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