Chapter 12Days Like This
Vincent’s Day
There were days, like yesterday, when everything fell sweetly into place. The asshole I’d been gunning for all these years was finally in my crosshairs. I’d been called a forensic artiste by a man I respected and given a promotion. I actually had someone to celebrate that promotion with. And on top of that, I’d wound up in bed with him, f*****g his brains out, and it was some of the best s*x I’d ever had.
And then there were days, also like yesterday, when nothing went right. That promotion would see me out of the field where nothing else would have. A poorly executed move while crossing foils with the WBIS’s fencing master had me taking a hit to my left shoulder, and while it wasn’t serious, it was a pain in the ass. The CIA spook I’d been playing
