Eyes Only
INTERNAL AGENCY E-MAIL
FROM: Rocco Taylor
October 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.
Game on.
INTERNAL AGENCY E-MAIL
FROM: Rocco Taylor
October 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.
Game on.