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

“The Bonheur, please.” I didn’t have to ask myself how much of tonight’s happenings I wanted to tell Mark. What I had to decide was if I wanted to inform him now or when I saw him. I took out my phone and hit one on speed dial. The call went to voicemail, and I imagined Mark was out schmoozing again. That made the decision for me. “Hi, babe. I’m on my way back to the hotel. It’s been a long day, and I plan to go right to bed. I’ll tell you about how the evening went when I see you. Varlebena.”


I disconnected the call and put my phone in a breast pocket, then leaned my head back against the seat.


Between being on the go nonstop for these past couple of months and then flying up to New York at a moment’s notice, I’d barely had the time to catch my breath. I was looking forward to bed. And I was really glad I’d be flying home tomorrow.


MY FLIGHT LANDED at National the next afternoon, and I was relieved the past two days were behind me and I was almost home.


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