The last thing he wanted was a night out, but Joel had promised his former partner, Melody, and her new husband, Axel that he’d meet them for a beer to celebrate them getting hitched. Actually, they had been married for almost six months now, and he had been promising to meet them at Savage Hell, for weeks on end, but he was always too tired after his shift to join them for a few beers. The problem was, he knew that Melody was up to no good. He’d bet money that she was trying to fix him up with one of her friends, and dating was something that he definitely didn’t have time for.
Trista wasn’t sure how this was supposed to go. Her instructions were clear—find Joel Swensen and bring him in alive, by any means necessary. Keeping her job a secret from Joel’s ex-partner wasn’t easy, but she was sure that Melody had no clue as to who she was. Working for the CIA was something that she loved but lying for a living wasn’t something that she enjoyed doing. She looked at it as part of the job—lying to her friends and family had become a part of her life, even if it meant losing people that she loved and cared about. It was her job, and she was good at it.