Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“Maggie?”
She was dressed again, the nanites covering her gorgeous body in an instant. She gave him a brilliant smile. “It’s Kenzie. Kenzie Taggart.”
His brain caught on that last name, and his stomach kind of took a deep dive. That last name was iconic in his world. It couldn’t be a coincidence. “Taggart? Tell me he’s not your father.”
She sighed and rolled her eyes and looked like that perfect brat she’d called herself. “He’s not that bad.”
Ian Taggart was known as the single scariest dude in the whole of the intelligence community, and apparently he’d just made passionate, end-of-time love to the man’s daughter. And it had been caught on camera.
The other Kenzie grinned but managed to make it slightly sinister. “Oh, he’s so going to want to meet you, dude. Now let’s go because we still have a crazy scientist to hunt down. I have no idea how he managed it, but he took a helo off the mountain twenty minutes ago while we were trying to make sure he didn’t blow up the world.”
Ben stood, not caring that he was naked. “Huisman is dead. His body is out there in the office.”
“Nope,” the twin said. “He faked it all and got out with the formula. We’re starting from scratch. I believe you’re wanted in a debrief and then our agencies are going to form a team. That should be fun now that little sister scratched her itch.”
Maggie…Kenzie frowned her sister’s way. “He wasn’t an itch. You know that, Kala.”
Kala sent her what seemed to be a sad smile. “I know. But we have to move. We have to get that helo back or Coop will be in trouble.” Kala winked at him. “And nice package, Parker. I’m glad I didn’t wreck it.”
Kenzie turned his way and rushed to him. “I have to go, but I’ll see you soon, Ben.”
She kissed him briefly and then walked out the door.
Ben stood there utterly shocked.
“Hey, clothes, man.” Tim walked in the room. “You might have made a sex tape, but I don’t need to see it up close and in person.”
“Sorry.” He was still looking at the door she’d walked through. “My clothes don’t work on their own. Start talking. I want to hear everything.”
Tim started the debrief as Ben dressed, but his mind was on something else. Someone else.
The game wasn’t over. Huisman was still out there, but that was secondary in Ben’s brain.
Kenzie Taggart could run. She could try to hide behind her legendary family, but he knew one thing.
That woman would be his.