pstrongQuite, Banks told Taylor. In your case, though, I will be your FBI handler, taking care of you and getting you anything that you need to get the job done.strongppSpecial Agent Niki Banks paused, narrowing her eyes at Taylor. What Banks asked. No lewd remarks about that Something about handling, or how I'm going to take care of youppNah, I thought you would do a better job of it than I ever could, Taylor replied. Besides, I'm only after empty relationships that have no meaning, where we embothem go away happy, so there's no need for any handling like that. From you, anyways.ppSo, what does that make meppTaylor paused to take a bite from his food, which consisted of some bacon and syrup-covered waffles. A toxic attitude with delusions of awesomeness in high heels and a need to feel dominant all wrapped up in an attractive gift package that smells like a body that's been left out to rot in the Zoo for a week.ppBanks' eyebrows shot up.em Excuse youemppAnother bite of his food from h