Angel of Darkness(116)

By: Cynthia Eden

Dante didn’t so much as blink.

“Now are you going to have a problem with that? Because, if so, it won’t be too hard to send your butt back to Atlanta.” Total bullshit now. Like she had that kind of power.

“No problem, ma’am,” the title was a sardonic taunt. “I can do my job just fine.”


“Can you?”

Monica ground her teeth together. “Trust me, Dante, it won’t be an issue for me.” Liar, liar ...

She could still remember all too well what the man looked like naked. And what he felt like.

“Prepare for descent.” A male voice broke over the intercom system. Monica caught the belt in her hands as the rest of the pilot’s words washed right past her. Snap.

If Dante handled his first SSD case right, she’d be working with him, every day and all those nights, for a long time to come.