Landry James goes undercover with new operative Liam O'Connor to infiltrate an ultra secretive human trafficking ring and it's one adventure she might not make it out alive! There's plenty of kinky action to get your blood pumping in this fourth installment of the Landry James adventure series.This sexy short story (approx. 5,600 words) is intended for mature readers only. If you're not 18 years of age or older, please find something else to read.***A teaser taste!***LANDRY strolled into the hidden confines of Alliance headquarters and after passing the multitude of security clearances — really, trust issues, much? — she found her way to the conference room where the debriefing was usually held.She was surprised to see Killion, who was usually the cold, collected bitch, speaking heatedly with a man Landry had never seen but would definitely enjoy seeing again.Talk about your serious hotness.“Since when do you do field work?” she hissed, her eyes flashing. “This is bullshit and you know it.”“I don’t make the rules, Killion and neither do you,” he said pointedly. His hands were tucked into his jean pockets as if they were having a casual conversation but Killion was nearly spitting. “I want a reassignment. I’ll talk to Thomas; he’ll sort this out.”“Killion, leave it be. It’s one assignment and besides, what do you care?”“One assignment with her,” Killion answered, giving Landry an excellent opportunity to enter the room with style.“And by her, you must mean me,” Landry surmised, grinning with genuine pleasure. Anything that managed to crawl under Killion’s skin was worth playing out. Landry was still pissed about the last assignment Killion sent her on. Talk about your brutal hazing. Landry’s poor little ass was still recovering. “And who might you be?” she asked, ignoring Killion and going straight to the tall drink of water standing beside Killion. She openly surveyed all he had to offer and found his broad shoulders and lean hips just the thing for the itch she needed scratching. She had no problem with interoffice mingling and sure as hell hoped that wasn’t one of those infernal rules hidden within the fine print when she’d signed her life away for a shit-ton of money. She held her hand out with a coy smile. “Landry James. Pleased to meet you.”***