Agent M: Testament (The Agent M Series Book 2) Read Free

building in only a few short minutes.
    Despite his consistent brooding demeanor, Meryl always looked forward to the brief few moments she got to share with Michael before diving into their duties. It was hard to believe a year had already passed since they were reunited. There constant barrage of assignments made sure time passed quickly. Finding a moment to breathe easy sometimes proved to be more difficult than dodging a bullet. Unfortunately for them, it was something they both got accustomed to over the last twelve months. After everything they’ve been through, Meryl knew seeing her energetic presence each and every morning chipped away at her partner’s guarded exterior and convinced him their efforts were not in vain.
    “Morning Michael.”
    A gentle waft of bitter steam crossed Michael’s path. As he took the beverage from Meryl’s hands, his eyes couldn’t help but focus on those gentle yet refreshingly charming features of her youthful expression. Glowing auburn hair that hung just below the shoulders coupled with a smile that easily melted iron and soft brown eyes that could pierce a man’s heart with a single glance. For those on her good side, it was a welcomed treat. However, anyone who’s dared to stir her ire have conflicting, and otherwise painful, memories of the department’s most decorated agent, second to Michael that is.
    “Thank you.”
    Michael took the cup and allowed the familiar aroma to tickle his nostrils before diving right in. Meryl knew just how he liked it; piping hot and without any added sweeteners. Every cup she brought was perfect. Michael always appreciated her attention to detail.
    Their eyes turned from one another and stared down the pathway of rebelliousness. It almost seemed like that girl finally shut up but further insight proved she was just moved into the sound-proof confines of the interrogation room.
    “Quite a little mouth on that one.”
    Michael nodded and tipped another sip of tea against his waiting lips. He hadn’t experience such vulgarity since taking down one of the fugitives on the Most Wanted List. That was almost three years ago, yet Michael could still hear his disgustingly pathetic pleas. Memories of that time almost swept him away. He almost missed Meryl asking the obvious question.
    “Why do you think brought them here instead of county?”
    “No idea,” Michael replied with a brief shake of his head.
    “I can answer that,” Nicole stated as she approached the tea-drinking couple. “Good morning Agent Lewis. Agent Madison.”
    “Morning.” They replied in unison.
    Their partnership over the last year has kept them on the same wavelength most of the time. Just as it was back in the L.A.P.D. and exactly what Nicole was hoping for.
    Commander Wells handed them each a manila folder containing a thin stack of papers and documents.
    “This should tell you anything and everything you want to know about that boisterous pair. Follow me and I’ll even fill you in on some of the juicer details.”
    Obliging to their superior’s offer, Meryl and Michael walked along the path of previous disruption where vulgarities still lingered in the morning air.
    “We picked these two up early this morning at LAX in the security line. Surprisingly, a TSA agent recognized one of them for an outstanding warrant and instead of confronting them directly, she did the smart thing and called the Sheriff’s office. A fairly uncommon trait with that department given its history,” she coyly quipped.
    “From there, the L.A. County Sheriff’s Department took over, tricking them into believing they made a security violation. The girl wouldn’t even remove the several pounds of metal hanging off her body so as you could guess, it took some convincing to get her to comply to a private search. It was important for them not to make a scene like that girl proved she’s capable of. Then, they were brought to the back, handcuffed and quietly escorted off the