COLLATERAL DAMAGE
Chapter One
Her name was Erin Powell, and she was almost perfect.
She was beautiful, intelligent, kind, generous, and
had a megawatt smile. Almost perfect because there was
no such thing as "perfect." Or so said her mother. She was
also considered the best of the best. She knew it, and so
did the man standing in front of her. The others ... They
knew it, too, but would never admit it out loud. She'd told
herself so many times over the years that no man would
ever admit a woman could best him in anything.
Special Agent Erin Powell had graduated first in her
class at the FBI Academy. She'd taken first place in the gun
trials, first place in the endurance trials, first place in the
triathalon, first place in everything. She didn't get any special
medals or awards. What she got were scorn, snide remarks,
and a gallon of grease to put on her sneakers to
outrun all the lascivious agents hot on her trail. She knew
the male agents had a pool going on as to who would get
into her bed first. Like that was ever going to happen.
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