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

We found Gautier’s office. Mark took out his Glock and waited until I had my Smith & Wesson in my hand, then shoved open the door. He went left, and I went right, but as it turned out, the precaution was anticlimactic. Three measured claps broke the silence.


“Mr. Vincent. Mr. Mann. It’s always such a pleasure to see professionals at work.” Dr. Gautier sat at her desk, her face expressionless. Finchley, however, stood beside her with the most obnoxious smirk twisting his lips.


How could she be so certain it was us? The makeup Ms. King had applied was outstanding. Even Mother wouldn’t recognize me. As for Mark, he’d always had a deft touch with latex.


I glanced toward him. I wouldn’t speak his name in the event he planned for us to deny our identities.


His brow was creased in annoyance. “Dunno who you think we are, but it’s not them.”


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