I love spending money on her.

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Clay drove Annie home after work for both of them to change. He'd worn his black suit to work, but he knew Annie liked the Navy Blue pinstripe, and he had to change his shirt anyway to accommodate his cuff links, so he changed his entire suit while she was putting on her makeup ( Read more... )

Clay got home from Langley about an hour after his usual time, thanks to his job and the line at his favorite Thai restaurant. He set the bag on the counter, and loosened his tie. Annie should be home any minute from one of her sessions with the Agency Psychologist ( Read more... )

Three weeks after his departure for Paraguay Clayton Webb realized a few important things ( Read more... )

The order came from Watts himself. Webb's alter-ego, arms dealer Clayton Williams was needed again. To be honest when Webb saw his name and Paraguay in the same sentence he thought about burning the orders and tendering his resignation on the spot. If he thought he was on edge during that mission to Russia with Annie, it was nothing compared to how ( Read more... )

Three weeks after the unfortunate incident with Annie's stiletto heel, Webb found himself driving her out to his mother's house in Great Falls. He would finally get to see what she'd done with most of the place, and they'd be just about ready to move in. A few other things still needed to be done, but it wouldn't be too much longer before they got ( Read more... )

Webb could honestly not believe he was doing this. His entire career was distilled down to 500 pages of Agency paperwork. Every infraction, mission summary, award, all of it, listed in there and today Annie was going to learn about it all. Nothing in the file was redacted, granted it only contained parts of ops he was directly involved in as an ( Read more... )

Webb just finished getting dressed at Annie's guest house and was making sure all the gifts he had for everyone were wrapped and together so he wouldn't forget anything ( Read more... )

The funeral was nice. Webb had to admit as much; three or four hundred people at the wake, then about one hundred at the church, a nice turnout. He was in some ways surprised so many people were touched by his mother and it other ways not surprised at all. Porter Webb used her social standing and her family’s money to help as many people as she ( Read more... )

The call from Captian Vulkonov came at 4:30 in the morning on Tuesday. Webb was less than thrilled to be woken up by his friend, if he could call him that. The information Vulkonov had was important and needed to have some action taken or other. A multi-national smuggling operation, involving nuclear weapons, schematics, bank accounts, and ( Read more... )