By Robin King
Alexandra Stewart doesn’t simply stroll down reminiscence lane, she lives on it. Her eidetic reminiscence documents and performs again her studies, DVD variety. It’s nice while she aces a try, yet no longer so nice whilst she topples over a lovable man. discuss an never-ending loop of humiliation.
When her Russian professor offers her an very unlikely puzzle, Alex discovers he has a secret—one that may catapult her right into a lifetime of cryptic codes and covert missions. after all, accomplishing mystery ops will be more uncomplicated if she weren’t attempting to galvanize her good-looking new operating companion. as though love weren’t demanding sufficient already, now Alex is attempting to discover it whereas dodging bullets and going undercover.
One factor is definite, no matter what occurs might be eternally etched into her reminiscence. and a few issues are higher left forgotten.
Alexandra Stewart doesn’t simply stroll down reminiscence lane, she lives on it. Her eidetic reminiscence documents and performs again her reviews, DVD variety. It’s nice whilst she aces a try out, yet no longer so nice while she topples over a adorable man. discuss an never-ending loop of humiliation.
When her Russian professor supplies her an most unlikely puzzle, Alex discovers he has a secret—one that would catapult her right into a lifetime of cryptic codes and covert missions. in fact, carrying out mystery ops will be more uncomplicated if she weren’t attempting to galvanize her good-looking new working accomplice. as though love weren’t demanding sufficient already, now Alex is making an attempt to discover it whereas dodging bullets and going undercover.
One factor is definite, no matter what occurs might be without end etched into her reminiscence. and a few issues are larger left forgotten.
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