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

“All right. And please let Mark and Joe know how happy we are at how well everything worked out.”


“Hold on, Quinn.” Mark waggled his fingers.


“Just a second, Mother. Mark wants to talk to you.” I handed him the phone.


“Portia?” He spoke softly for a few minutes, then said, “Okay, we’ll see you later.” He hung up and handed me the phone, and I put it away.


“Touching all the bases. I gave Portia the code to get into the house. I don’t know why Novotny was so surprised. It’s not like I’d want the door to explode in your mother’s face. Now him…”


I couldn’t help laughing. “Thank you, Mark. I’m sure we all appreciate it.”


“Mr. Vincent?” Howard leaned forward. “Maybe we should head directly to the Learjet instead of turning in the SUV first? I don’t think we want the rental place to know we were driving around with three babies without car seats.”


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