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

“So that was how she did it.” And I’d have gone along willingly with whatever the fuck she wanted.


“And that’s why you have no memory of it.” Quinn came to me and pulled me into his arms. “It will be okay. We’ll deal with her.”


“Oh, you’re damned right we will.” I freed myself and opened a window just a crack.


“Come on. It’s time for us to get out of here.”


“I’m sorry, I must have—” He pointed toward a small black box beneath Gautier’s desk. A red light was blinking. “It was green before.”


“Don’t worry about it. Take this.” I shoved the folder toward him, grabbed up the one I’d placed on the bitch’s desk, gave him that one too, and urged him out of her office.


I gave him feral grin. “I want to leave her a little something to contemplate.” I opened a window in Finchley’s office as well.


Chapter 115