In 2002, Mark Vincent, onetime senior special agent, ran into John, a troubled little boy, at a local McDonald’s. Concerned, although it wasn’t his business, he gave the kid his business card and left. Three years later, Mark is director of his department at the WBIS and married to Quinton Mann, the former CIA spook who now writes spy novels. They’ve settled into a life of quiet domesticity and are even considering adopting a cat. All this changes when John, now using another name, barrels into Mark’s life with a secret no one expects and on the run from an organization that wants him despite the collateral damage. What will Mark, the man known as “the best” in the intelligence community, do when he learns what this secret is? Will it affect his relationship with Quinn? And how complicated are things going to get when Mark decides to get involved?

Mann of My Dreams Book 5: Complications

“So what does the number after the initial represent?” She gave it some thought when he didn’t respond immediately. “The number of babies the man fathered?”


“We prefer to refer to it as each embryo his sperm fertilized.”


God, that’s cold. She didn’t say that out loud. What she did say was, “So that’s what the white coat meant when he said they wouldn’t be using C’s sperm again.”


“White coat?” He frowned. “Was that Campbell? Did he say that in your hearing? Asshole,” he muttered. “Yes.”


Gunther looked down at his fingers, which had turned white from his grip around his coffee cup, and nodded.


Babe opened her mouth to ask if this information was kept anywhere but decided it was time to change the subject. Given the state of affairs, she knew none of Gunther’s progeny had survived…not a one.


Chapter 12