"She had no idea what she was asking. If he tried to help her, he knew what would happen.He'd have a mission again. A reason to reconnect with the world.And connections meant pain."

"He also had deep brown eyes, light brown skin and an infectious grin, even in the middle of a grueling SWAT workout. In short, exactly her type. If only he wasn't a teammate, making him off-limits. And if only she didn't have baggage from her past that weighed more than he did."

"The instant Isabella Cortez left the safety of the FBI building, goose bumps skittered across her skin and her senses went on high alert."

"Nine people had died today. And it didn't matter what the FBI had thought of her actions. Her career as a negotiator had ended before it had even begun."