Trent looked around his beachside apartment with mixed feelings. He loved the beach, or at least the beachside lifestyle he'd enjoyed here. But it wasn't everything, and the offer Cassandra had made him couldn't be ignored ( Read more... )

Trent passed the glass of juice to the woman stretched out in his bed, giving her a wink as he downed his own glass. "Gotta keep the fluids up, sweetheart!" ( She laughed, drank some of the juice then started to drip some of it down her chest... )

It was an unusual job he'd been given by the woman who'd been like a 'secret mentor' to him. An email with some photos and a list of names, plus two other attachments - one containing instructions and the other to be printed out and given to a woman on the other side of the continent, at a funeral. An April MacLeodThe instructions were for him to ( Read more... )