Special Agent Maximilian

Nik had seconds to decide his future… to make up his mind if he was serious about going after the people who’d beaten his brother, left him broken, covered in blood & lying in a ditch. Guessing there had never really been a choice, he replied softly, “I’m sorry, Maya. You’re my partner & the first person I’ve remembered, even remotely.” Instinctively, watching the caring flood her face, he reached out his hand. She grasped his fingers & squeezed - hard. “I don’t know what your game is, but you aren’t & never could be, Max.”