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

“Okay.” I turned back to the kid. “You must be hungry.” I always had been at his age. “Go take a leak and wash your hands. We’ll get some dinner, and then I’ll take you home.”


The kid’s eyes were cautious. “That’s kind of you—”


“I’m not kind. Anyone’ll tell you that. What I am is the best, and no one gets to you except through me. And believe me when I tell you there won’t be anything left of them if they try that.”


Trevor stifled a laugh behind his hand, and I scowled at him.


“If you say so, Mr. W-Vincent. But I really can take care of myself.”


“Uh-huh.” I felt a surge of pride, which I concealed. He wouldn’t be my kid if he couldn’t.


“You’d better go now, Mark. I’m sure this young man could do with a Big Mac.”


“And fries and a Coke?” The kid’s eyes lit up, and now he looked like an eleven-year-old should.


“Gee, thanks!” He rushed into the bathroom.


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