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

“Knock ‘em out, and keep ‘em under until I get back.”


“We get back, Mark,” Quinn said softly.


“They’ll need nourishment,” Max murmured.


“Hook ‘em up to an IV. And insert a Foley. They don’t get loose from those beds, not even to piss.”


“Bien s?r.” He sounded tired, but I couldn’t help that.


“Up to nine.” That was where the WBIS’s law department was situated. “We’ll get the legal stuff out of the way.”


I’d never had to worry about stuff like this before, but…“Yeah. Just in case.”


Abrahams, the Director of Shysters—okay, he was the head lawyer, had deigned to handle the details of my son’s name change and Quinn’s adoption of him. Abrahams actually seemed impressed when Quinn told him who would be representing him. It took two hours just to get it started, but finally he said, “We’ll take care of this. There won’t be any need for you to worry, in the event of anything untoward occurring.”


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