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

They finally had the SSTs flying again, so the flight to Paris took a little under five hours.


Pete met me at Charles de Gaulle Airport. He ushered me to a black van, gesturing for me to sit in the back where there were no windows. I didn’t have time to waste arguing with him. If I wanted to find the location of the Division that badly, I wouldfind it.


“Babineaux has come across some very interesting intel, Mark,” Pete’s voice came through the grill that permitted communication between the front of the van and the back.


“Yeah?” I sat forward, listening intently. Babineaux was one of the best computer operators on the planet, and if he ever decided to leave the Division, the WBIS would take him in a shot.


“He has ascertained that one of the two people responsible for creating the Division is behind Prinzip.”


“Richard?” I made an educated guess.


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