Classified Christmas Mission. Lynette Eason

become Amber’s handler just six months ago, Kat had met someone she’d thought she might be able to develop a relationship with. She’d gotten involved with a guy named Vincent Ford. She’d met him through her brother and soon found herself defending every move she made.

      When she’d finally read him in, he’d dumped her. After that, Kat had wept on Amber’s shoulder about having to lie about her job, her life, her...everything. She’d warned Amber to avoid romantic entanglements at all cost. Amber shook her head. She’d never met the man—Kat had been too worried about introducing him to her friends in the business. Which Amber had understood. Just one more sacrifice she’d had to make thanks to her career.

      And now she found herself drawn once again to a man she couldn’t have. Or at least shouldn’t have. She groaned and sighed.

      Unwilling to waste any of her remaining energy on thinking about it—or him—she looked around the room.

      She needed a hot shower. She wanted a hot shower.

      But first things first. She walked to the window to test it and found it secure. As secure as it could be, she supposed. She checked her weapon, tucked the covers around Sam a bit better then walked into the bathroom and turned on the water. While the water heated, she mulled the situation over and over in her mind.

      And tried to figure out how she was going to get what she needed and get out of Wrangler’s Corner without getting anyone else involved.

      Or killed.