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

He nodded, and I started to release him. For a second, he tightened his hold on me, then let me go and got out of the car, dragging his backpack after him. He slid his arms through the straps and hoisted it to rest on his shoulder blades while he waited by the trunk.


After I had it opened, I handed him the bag from the pharmacy that held the items he’d picked out.


“Sure thing.” I gave it to him, then gathered up all the other bags. I didn’t want to make more than one trip if I didn’t have to. The car could wait in the driveway until the morning. I closed the trunk and pressed the button on the key fob, locking the car.


We climbed the steps to the porch, and an unfamiliar sound filled the quiet night. What the fuck…? I looked up to see wind chimes hanging to the side of the front door. Quinn must have brought them home with him, because they hadn’t been there when I’d left Friday afternoon.


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