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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