Their guest had been quite troublesome to catch. But he proved to be just as troublesome to keep. It was tough work to keep him subdued, but they managed. For a blind man, their guest was quite resourceful. Thankfully, they don't need to hold on to him too much longer. Vassily would have killed Matt already, but live bait was always better than ( Read more... )

Phil had been very useful. Natasha now had a name and a face of the primary man trying to kill her. Now she just had to find him ( Read more... )

There were friends and then there were Friends. The first you called up and had coffee with. The latter were the ones you didn't see socially and more importantly owed you favors. Natasha was calling on the latter in this case. Hell, outside of Matt she couldn't remember the last time she called someone up to meet over coffee ( Read more... )

Matt sniffed his efforts with a critical nose. He was trying to go the extra mile by way of an apology to Natasha. They were always finding something to get under each other's skins and this time around it was him who felt guilty, felt the need to atone for his tone, for his words ( Read more... )

There was someone trying to kill her, but in Natasha's line of work this wasn't anything new. She was always lined up in the cross hairs and the hairs rising on the back of her neck when someone was aiming at her was an old familiar feeling. However, this time it was a professional and it meant bad news for Natasha ( Read more... )

The first week of retirement was hell ( Read more... )