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 couldn’t help laughing, although I tried to bite it back. I dropped my gaze to the monitor.


It had gone to screensaver—the laughing image of Quinn at the helm of my boat, Varlebena. It was during our first Christmas together on my island off Costa Rica. I’d just taught him how to steer her, and his hair was windblown and his eyes were bright with pleasure.


And then as now, he took my breath away.


I’d snapped the picture, and once we were home, I’d e-mailed a copy of it to Portia. Of course, I wasn’t going to tell her his eyes had that same look when I went down on him.


She touched the mouse, and the image of Quinn dissolved into a spreadsheet with Pandora Gautier’s name in the upper left.


“As I said, I don’t know how much of this is factual.”


She nodded, and I slid into the seat before her computer and ran my gaze over the information listed in the columns. “Looks like at one time she owned a penthouse apartment on Central Park West.”


Chapter 106