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Judging from the first two weeks of June, it was going to be a hot summer in New York. The shade of the trees was welcome, and there weren’t many people in the park so early in the day. Brooke had needed to make a quick stop at her work, but they both had the rest of Saturday off. Max’s hours were flexible. He consulted part-time for the government but resisted full-time work. Draconis wanted him back too, and he hadn’t given them a definitive refusal. Brooke insisted that he shouldn’t give up anything he really wanted for her sake. He’d told her not to be ridiculous—she was everything he really wanted.
He’d become a kind of secret celebrity. Within the intelligence community it was now known that he’d also been behind the plan to destroy the hijacked Indian satellite. No one quite kn
