Chapter 45

Gage’s POV

Amanda shakes her head as she hands her love the flash drive. “No, Gage. I didn’t win. Love did.” She nods and comes into me, and presses her body against mine, embracing me in a tight hug. Since my left arm is on my dislocated rib, my right arm wraps around her.

When she pulls away, she places a long searing kiss on my forehead, and I feel her warm tears drop on my face. “The best time of my life in the FBI I had with you, Gage.” She grieves and pulls her badge and gun from her pocket. “You’ll forever remain my friend. Turn this in for me?”

“Wait. You’re not going to kill us?” I widen my eyes.

“Don’t be silly, Gage. I’d take you with me if I could, but you’re a good man with high integrity. You’d make a good Assistant Director.” She laughs. Each word she utters…each sorrowful cackle breaks me.

“We’ll never meet again if I’m really smart about it. If we do, you’ll be with a gun aimed at my forehead, but I promise you, I’ll never do the