The Broken One (Falcon Falls Security, #2)

by Brittney Sahin

The truth of it was, Jesse was more like a CIA ghost. A few top-secret clearance levels above the others in that division. A.J. closed the space between them and set a hand to Jesse’s chest as realization hit. “All that stuff Savanna was talking about the day you fought off those men in her place back in October. How you killed that guy in a heartbeat. She said you had moves like John Wick. I know you’re a good fighter, but I thought she was exaggerating.” A.J. dropped his hand from Jesse’s chest and took a step back. “You’re a fucking hitman? An assassin?” Jesse cursed under his breath, hating the way those words sounded coming from his best friend, especially when they were drenched in disappointment. “Surely you know the CIA has people like . . .” Me. “I’m not that guy anymore. Like I said, I quit last year. I was in for a little less than five years.” “Five years of contract killing is still five years of killing,” A.J. said in a low, steady tone. “I don’t understand why. How.” The look in his eyes damn near shredded Jesse. His best friend served as a mirror right about now. The expression cutting across his face was exactly how Jesse felt whenever he eyed his own reflection. Unworthy of . . . Ella. Extremely un-fucking-worthy of that woman with a pure heart.