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

Howard kept his face blank, whether because Ms. King had admonished him to not move a muscle while she applied the latex that would elongate his cheekbones and give him a lantern jaw or because Perry was his director and it was clear neither Mark nor his son had much respect for the man. As for Ms. King, she just leaned forward and continued to do her job.


Mark narrowed his eyes at the boy and muttered, “This is what happens when I let myself get distracted.”


“They don’t know you’re my dad.” Joe peered up at Mark through those Coke-bottle lenses. “Not the way you look right now. They’ll think you caught me. I bet if you said you wanted a raise, that witch would give it to you.”


Mark’s look morphed from disgruntled to considering.


“Are we returning home?” I asked him.


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