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

I did as Lída instructed, and the baby latched onto the nipple and began suckling with vigor. I rocked her gently while under my breath I hummed a Czech lullaby Alyona used to sing to me when I was very little.


Lída watched in satisfaction, then patted my shoulder and said, “I have to go help Nik in the kitchen.” Her husband was a chef who worked in the family’s restaurant.


“All right. I’ll take good care of this little jewel.”


“I know you will.” She smiled at Lara as her mother entered the room and joined me on the loveseat.


“Yes, Mama.” Lída kissed her mother’s cheek and left the parlor.


“You’re not cooking?” I asked Lara.


“I’ve done my share. It’s the next generation’s turn.”


“You say that as if you’re an old woman, and you know very well you’re not.” She was only about ten years older than me.


Chapter 37