It’s 1996, and Mark Vincent, senior special agent of the Washington Bureau of Investigation and Security, is sent on assignment to Prague to cancel the head of a terrorist organization. He has no doubt it will be a simple operation. After all, he’s the best, isn’t he? Only another member of the WBIS gets involved, and when everything goes south -- including the loss of valued members of his team -- Mark vows to destroy the man responsible for this debacle. Refused permission to return to the States and ordered to take time off to decompress, Mark heads to Paris, where he meets an attractive rent boy who introduces himself as Louis. Unable to resist, Mark, portraying an ordinary businessman, gives his name as Rick, and they spend the week together. However, neither man is what he portrays himself as. With this unlikely pair, can this be the start of a beautiful friendship?

The Start of a Beautiful Friendship

"I lost someone recently too," I heard myself saying.


"No. Not even a fuck buddy. We spent a day together once."


"Ah." Louis rolled onto his back and stretched. "So, what do we do now?"


"What do you say to some lunch?" I'd worked up an appetite, and my stomach was letting me know it would appreciate it if I fed it.


I glanced at my watch. "A few hours ago."


"Truly? That much time has already passed?"


"Ah, that explains it. I was wondering why I felt a little hungry."


Considering what the French had for breakfast, I wasn't surprised.


"Does this hotel have room service?" he asked.


"You've got that right, Louis." I freed my arm and gave it a shake. Damn, it had fallen asleep.


Chapter 11