Who'd have thought that the woman who stumbles her way into
his gym,
looking and acting so very much like a street person off her
meds, is
really a CIA case officer whose memory has been obliterated by
experimental drugs used by some very bad people?
And seriously, who'd have thought that her attempts to
untangle the few
clues she's got would lead him right into her world of spies and
counterspies, death and deception--and holy cow, stockpiled
nuclear
weapons?
But Steve had better figure out who he trusts--his years of
experience
on the streets, or the heart of a gritty woman determined to
reclaim
herself--and he'd better figure it out fast. Because
suddenly there's a
body out behind the gym, surveillance teams lurking, and a
series of
unsavory goons following the trail of a woman temporarily
named Mickey
right through his life.
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