She's a nobody on paper. A hotel cleaner with a fake name, a forgettable face-someone who saw too much. He's a living weapon. A ghost story whispered in briefing rooms. A man who kills without hesitation-and who can't remember all the reasons why. Lethal, and wounded in ways she can't see. He doesn't remember who he is. She's pretending not to know. But trust is dangerous. And on the run with a man who can kill without blinking, she's balancing survival against sympathy-and something even more treacherous. Because in a mindfield, it's not just the bullets you have to watch for. It's the secrets. *** I don't want to live in fear. But it's not true. Not really. The fear I feel has never been of him. It's of losing myself in someone who makes me feel so much. Of losing the mission. The control. The line between truth and lie. Between justice and something far more complicated. And right now, all I want is to touch him. To let him know I see him. The man, not the weapon. *** All Rights Reserved©️ *** 🥇in #jamesbarns 🥇in #secretidentity
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