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Joint Field Command was the section within Operations that researched, assigned, and supervised field agents. It was a bureaucratic post for agents who’d had a few too many close calls and wanted to call it quits. Agents who had lost their inner fire – or their nerve.

“I don’t want your promotion,” I snarled. “I want to stay in the field.”

“Well, you’re not going to stay in the field,” he hissed.

“Why?”

He grimaced. “I don’t think we need to get into specifics right now – ”

“Oh, no, please get into the specifics.”

Alistair cracked his neck to the side, then stood ramrod still. “There have been certain… reports about your performance in the field – ”

“Is that so?” I asked in a tone of sardonic surprise.

“And… it’s felt, not just by me, but others in the chain of command, that you would do better in a supervisory position – ”

“Oh, really,” I said, nodding like I finally understood. “And here I thought it was because I wouldn’t fuck you for the last two weeks.”

There was a gasp from one of the other men in the room.

Alistair’s eyelid twitched, and a vein pulsed in his forehead. “I don’t think we need to bring our private life into this discussion – ”

“OR,” I said, “ maybe it was because I had to throw you out of my house last night because you got drunk and started saying bullshit you ought not have said.”

“That’s enough,” he hissed. He grabbed my arm roughly and tried to push me out of the room. “You will go back to your office and – ”

Alistair obviously didn’t know a thing about arm holds because I easily twisted out of his grasp. It required bending his wrist back a bit. Painful, but nothing that would cause any damage.

“I will not go back to my office – ” I snapped –

And that’s when Alistair slapped me.

This time, there was an audible gasp from all the men behind him.

“Really, Webb, this has gone far enough!” the other MI6 guy snapped.

None of them moved to help me, though.

I turned back to Alistair and stared at him.

I don’t know how to describe his expression.

It was a strange combination of shock…

Horror at what he’d done…

And something verging on glee.

Like he’d just shown me exactly who was boss.

The sting on my cheek wasn’t what stunned me –

It was that he’d done it at all.

The thought flashed through my head, THIS is the man you were going to spend your life with?!

And then I exploded in rage –

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