Quinton Mann, a highly ranked CIA officer, is used to being called the Ice Man. He’s astounded to discover himself in a relationship with Mark Vincent, not because Vincent is a man, but because he’s a top-rated WBIS agent. There they are though, for a total of five glorious days. But when Mark uses the excuse of going to Massachusetts for his mother’s funeral to end their relationship, Quinn’s not buying it.<br><br>No one screws with Mark Vincent. Even Mark doesn't screw with himself. Once he realizes how close he's allowed Quinton Mann to get to him, he does what any self-respecting spy would do -- he makes tracks out of there. But Quinn does something no one else ever has -- he comes after Mark. Maybe this relationship thing with a spook isn’t such a bad idea.<br><br>Meanwhile, something strange is going on in the intelligence community worldwide. It takes Quinn’s disappearance while investigating a rogue antiterrorism organization that results in Mark making up his mind. Quinn may be a spook, but he’s Mark’s spook, dammit -- and once he gets Quinn home, he intends to keep him. He knows without a doubt he’ll find Quinn. The question is, will he find Quinn in time?

Not My Spook

“I don’t know. He never came home. We received a message from the government that he’d been killed in Germany.”


“What was he doing in Germany? And killed how?” That didn’t make any sense.


“They didn’t say. We always assumed it was an accident, possibly on the autobahn. Well—Germany. Mark always did love speed. Not the drug—at least not while we knew him.”


This sounded all kinds of wrong, but I couldn’t put my finger on as to why. “Did he…did he ask about me?”


“No. I’m sorry; we had such a short amount of time to talk—”


I turned back to look at the body in the casket. “Thanks for the explanation.”


“It’s good to see you, Short—” He chuckled. “Mark. I called you that so we wouldn’t get you confused with your dad.” Out of the corner of my eye I watched as he fidgeted with his wedding ring. “I…uh…wasn’t sure if you would come.”


“I didn’t come for her.” I waited to see if he’d ask why I had come.


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