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’m aware of that, and I apologize for the inconvenience. I know the accommodations we’ve offered you can’t compare with the penthouse apartment—”


“Hey, dude, it’s all good,” the blond, Layne, said easily. “It’s only for the weekend.”


“Yes, well, I’ll see the charges for that suite are added to the good doctor’s fees.”


Most people wouldn’t have picked up on Hamilton’s distaste for the good doctor—he was too professional to denigrate a guest in front of other guests—but I was able to read it clearly. However, I dismissed it as an aversion to a difficult occupant of his hotel. To sublet her apartment and then demand its use for a weekend had to have left management scrambling to accommodate the two men.


Hamilton turned to me. “Mr. Layne is the lead singer of the group Love for Sale. Mr. Sanchez is his bodyguard.”


“How do you do?” I dismissed this Dr. G. and shook hands with them. “I’m—”


I was surprised Hamilton introduced me by my pseudonym.


Chapter 43