Chandler infiltrates the Cordoba Cartel in Miami, but an SOS from an old friend leads him to Rio, where he catches a glimpse of a woman he never expected to see, again. Weary, discouraged, more than ready to walk away from the revenge he had sought for ten years, he finds himself. more and more drawn to the woman he can never have. He stared at her, and for one brief moment he considered telling her the whole story. But then he realized, talking was not really what he wanted to do. Not at that moment. Instead, he pulled her into his arms, pulled her body into his, and kissed her passionately, urgently. Her arms slid up his chest, to his shoulders, and for a moment, she struggled against him, trying to push him away. But the struggle was only half-hearted, and even that did not last. She had dreamed of being in his arms. Dreamed of being kissed like this, by him. It was wrong… and she knew it. She was engaged to another man. She loved another man. She could not do this. But she also could not resist Chandler. She had been attracted to him from the moment she met him. For months, she had assured herself that it was a passing attraction. Nothing would ever come of it. But, at some point, she had changed her mind. At some point she had ceased to wonder if there would be a day when she would be in his arms; and at that point, she started to wonder, when, and how they would finally come together.