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 stuffed a corner of his sandwich into his mouth, and I knew it was an attempt to keep from revealing something. I took his shoulder in a gentle grip and urged him toward the love seat.


“Now, swallow, and tell me what’s bothering you.”


He sank back into a corner of the love seat, chewed industriously, and finally swallowed. “Will you come back?”


“Yes. I have to come get you, don’t I?”


“And you won’t wind up dead like Ma?”


Miss Priss jumped onto the love seat beside him and nudged his arm until he raised it so she could nestle against his side.


“Joe.” I waited until he met my gaze. “It’s going to be okay, I promise you.”


He released his death grip on the bear, took a piece of roast beef from his sandwich, and offered it to the cat. Miss Priss accepted it and ate it in one dainty bite. Joe watched her for a moment, then looked at me with a determined expression on his face.


Chapter 110