“Good.” Mercer flashed a smile that Cale was sure had made plenty of men shudder in fear. “Then get your bags packed, because you’re going to Rio.”
* * *
THE DOOR CLOSED behind Cale Lane. An interesting man. A dangerous man.
A man who’d better be the right choice for this mission.
Mercer opened his drawer. Carefully he pulled out the file for this case. He flipped through the dossiers, then paused when he saw her picture.
Cale had better be the right choice.
Because if this mission went wrong, if anything happened to his daughter...
“I will make you regret it the rest of your life.” Cale had no idea just what hell he’d bring down on him.
Because Mercer never made threats.
Just promises.