Mark Vincent has risen from senior special agent to Director of Interior Affairs in the WBIS. Lately, life has been sweet for him -- in addition to his promotion, he's found a partner in Quinton Mann, who can almost match his ability in the intelligence field, in spite of the fact Quinn's CIA. Mark has also found a condo in Alexandria with the help of Portia Mann, Quinn's mother, and it's closer to Quinn's town house than Mark's present apartment. Sweetest of all, Mark plans to take Quinn to his island in the Caribbean for the holidays.<br><br>Quinn's glad he has the holiday with Mark to look forward to -- something is going on at Langley, and he feels he's being kept out of the loop. To make matters even worse, useless missions and sleepless nights filled with nightmares are leaving him exhausted. But then his mother's life if threatened, and Quinn discovers the accident that resulted in her hospitalization was no accident. The obsessively self-absorbed Senator Wexler is involved, and while Quinn considers himself a civilized man, now he's out for blood.<br><br>Up until this point, Mark has stayed out of Quinn's CIA business. But hurting Quinn and those he loves isn't a smart move, and Mark has every intention of seeing Wexler pays. Quinn demands to come along, and while Mark isn't happy, he finally agrees, and they set out together to deal with the senator. There's just one catch: this will be the first time Quinn sees Mark at his deadly best, and Mark isn't sure how his lover will react.

Forever

I put in a call to Bixby in HR. “This is Vincent. I need some references.”


“I need them under my name. I’m buying a condo.”


He laughed. “They definitely wouldn’t be happy to hear from the apartment house in Forest Heights.”


“Yeah, yeah.” That wasn’t my fault. My apartment had blown up when that shit Sperling had tried to break in. He’d gotten as far as unlocking the door, but since he hadn’t known the correct sequence of the locks, it had exploded, pulverizing him—no loss—and my living room in the bargain, although that was thanks to DCFD, and that was a big loss. “Have them ready as soon as possible.”


“Like yesterday? Got it. I have all the form letters, including a statement from Huntingdon that you’ve been employed by them, that they’re more than satisfied with your work, and that you’re being transferred to the Washington division, hence your need for new living quarters.”


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