After missing the midnight bus, Jamie is forced to walk home, only to witness the murder of two policemen by the heads of an infamous crime cartel. Jamie's past leaves testifying against some of the most dangerous people in the world an easy decisio...
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Christopher Reigner.
That was what his dog tags read. It seemed like it had been ages since someone had called him anything other than Agent. He always enjoyed mindlessly playing with those tags when he didn't have the strength to sleep.
Usually, his sleepless nights were caused by paperwork or bad dreams, maybe even bad dreams about paperwork. Words couldn't describe how much that man hated paperwork, but tonight he was kept awake by something else, well more like someone.
Jamie goddamn Leigh Evans.
His jaw clenched, he was a professional, he couldn't and didn't let jobs impact him. And that was what Jamie was, a job, nothing more. He was required to keep her safe, just like everyone else.
But no, she wasn't like anyone else, she made an impression on him and he hated it.
The hotel room was silent, except for the ticking of the clock. He looked up at it, it was two in the morning and he couldn't stop thinking about her.
Is she brave or just insane? He couldn't help but wonder what would possess an average person to want to put their life at risk like that.
He smiled for a moment. He almost forgot what it was like to use those facial muscles.
The sound of his ringtone disrupted the silent room. He groaned loudly as he rose from his seat to answer his phone. Please don't be Spencer. He hoped his commanding officer wouldn't be on the other end of that phone call. After six months of chasing the Brennans around London without so much as a nap, he didn't have it in him for another assignment now.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Hey, it's Jamie. I'm the girl from the hospital, of course you know that. I-I didn't expect you to answer. I was hoping to go to voice mail. Anyway I was just thinking about you. I mean your proposition and maybe we could discuss that later at Shirley's Café. I mean they have really good muffins."
"Muffins sound good. How about ten tomorrow? I mean I'll see you there at ten, not ten muffins. Unless you want ten muffins which is fine too"
Jamie laughed. "Yeah 10 is perfect. Liam and I will see you there."
