A brilliant scientist out to save the world. A jaded agent looking to save the one he lost. And a conspiracy that spans oceans, reaching into the deepest parts of American national security. Lennon is a genius. He’s devoted his energy and his time to designing products to save lives. He’s gotten rich doing it, too. This time he’s created something to revolutionize war, crime, and policing -- a bullet that heals. He’s on top of the world and the one thing he needs is someone to share it with. The one he loved disappeared without a trace years ago, and until he gets closure he can’t commit. Ben is an agent with an agency so secretive for years people didn’t know it existed. He screwed up years ago and fell in love with the man he was supposed to be guarding. Now his lost love is in danger again. He’s developed a product bad actors all over the world will want to get their hands on. When Ben’s superiors order him back to Lennon’s side, he goes without hesitation. There’s only one catch -- Lennon can’t know he’s there. When one of those bad actors strikes, all the rules go out the window. Can Lennon overcome his mistrust once he knows the truth about Ben? When the enemy turns up the heat, will Ben manage to save Lennon from people who want him to kill?

Under His Skin

“And Sigmund, you managed to stow away on a series of oil freighters, right?”


“Among other vessels, but yeah. Making contact would have gotten me noticed.” Sigmund looked out the window. “I see what you’re saying. But this—the Agency can put a lot of blocks in our way.”


“They can.” Ben nodded, closing his eyes. “We’re going to have to be careful. Very careful. We need to monitor what we say all the time, and who we say it to. We’ve all been there. We trust no one outside this room.”


That wouldn’t be hard. Lennon didn’t trust most of the people in this room. He barely trusted Ben. “What do we do with the head?” He raised his hand as he spoke. “I get that I’m not an agent, but we definitely can’t leave it in here. Even if we don’t let housekeeping in, it’s going to smell soon.”


McGovern grinned, nasty and wolfish. “Don’t you worry about it, my friend. I’ll put it with the others.” He grabbed a trash bag from the bin, put the head into it, and disappeared from the room.32


Chapter 90