Deadly Games
by Cate Noble
Eyes OnlyINTERNAL AGENCY E-MAILFROM: Rocco TaylorOctober 3, 11:50
p.m.It's the waiting I can't stand. Let me belly crawl across a
minefield into an enemy stronghold. Or give me an MP5 and a load of clips and
just let me shoot my way in. Anything but this: playing along with the perps
while an innocent woman pays the price. I know the last thing Gena wants
is a hero--or me. I made the mistake of letting her go once, putting the
assignment ahead of the heat between us. Since then she's survived things I can
only imagine, but no one can escape a death agent alone. Now I've got one last
chance to win her trust, to get it right.
p.m.It's the waiting I can't stand. Let me belly crawl across a
minefield into an enemy stronghold. Or give me an MP5 and a load of clips and
just let me shoot my way in. Anything but this: playing along with the perps
while an innocent woman pays the price. I know the last thing Gena wants
is a hero--or me. I made the mistake of letting her go once, putting the
assignment ahead of the heat between us. Since then she's survived things I can
only imagine, but no one can escape a death agent alone. Now I've got one last
chance to win her trust, to get it right.