Ginny Aiken: Married To The Mob

He blushed. “Well, if you put it that way, it does sound kind of arrogant.”

“Yep. That’s just a teeny-tiny little bit like seeing yourself as equal to God.”

“Hey, I never said that.”

“No, but that’s the attitude that, like you said, makes you tick.”

His squirming got worse. He’d never thought of himself as arrogant, just a confident, self-sufficient man. “Look, all I know is that the federal government spent a bundle to train me. I’m an expert at what I do, and I’m highly motivated. Not only is success the goal in the job I love, but I’m personally sold out here, in your case.”

“What do you mean?”

“I owe you for what you did. You saved J.Z.’s wife—my partner’s future wife back then. That means a lot to me.”

“So you only see me as a job, a duty to repay a debt.”

“A crucial job, one that demands commitment at a higher level than most, and it’s an obligation I’ll gladly undertake, no matter how great the responsibility. After all, it’s in my hands, my alertness, my response to danger, whether you live or die.”

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