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What’s the world to do when gold starts disappearing and the
agents assigned to the case are turned into life-size lawn
Send in Double O Fang Agent Pierce De Vein, and Shifter
Intelligence Agent (SIA) Kitty Katt to investigate. Unhappy with
their forced alliance, each loner must learn to work with a partner
and stop trying to outdo one another long enough to solve the
case. When the evidence points to an evil gnome and his army
of rogue leprechauns, the agents infiltrate the organization in the
forms of a bat and a cat.
Will their plan work, or will they end up sleeping with the daisies
as a pair of garden decorations?
“You and your partner are to start by reviewing all the security fo—”
“Whoa. Wait a minute. Back the fourteen karat cart up, Sir.” Pierce leaned forward,
mouth opened with something between a frown and a smile claiming his lips. “I
think you’ve mistaken me with one of the other agents. I don’t have a partner. I
Well aware of the fact, and that none of Pierce’s partner problems had been his
fault, Methos ignored the young operative’s interruption and continued. “All three
branches of P.L.A.S.M.A, Vampire, Shifter and Witch, are in agreement. This is
very serious. If the gold is not returned to the Federal Reserve soon, we’ll have a
worldwide economic disaster. So far, they’ve kept it under wraps, but it’s only a
matter of time before the news gets out. And you know the type of panic it can
“Yes, Sir, but—”
“No buts.” Methos leaned forward and stared hard at the vampire. “Due to the
severity of the situation, and the unknown supernatural cause to those agents’
afflictions, we’ve agreed to send in two of our top agents, with several more
standing by if needed.”
Pierce slipped the file into a soft, leather case, then sat back. “I can handle this
mission on my own.”
Of that, Methos had no doubt. But he wouldn’t be given the chance.
One of four remaining Ancients, Methos had the ability to track and assess every
single Vampire. He’d hand picked his agents, and if he hadn’t deemed Pierce
worthy, they wouldn’t be having this conversation. DeVein brought to the table an
unusual intellect and wit, and had the uncanny ability to talk just about anybody or
anything into doing his bidding. Charm was the boy’s deadliest weapon, but charm
alone would not solve this case.
That’s where the shifter came in. Methos had had his eye on her for some time
now. Although he couldn’t track her, he could read the woman and had observed
her work closely over the past year. She was cunning, swift and strong, but just a
little too impulsive. His hope, and the shared hope of her boss, was for this pairing
to teach her the merits of Pierce’s slower, more thoughtful approach and for
Pierce, in turn, to experience the advantage of having a strong partner he could
Methos sat back and stared at his agent through narrowed eyes. “Need I remind
you who’s running things around here, DeVein?”
“No, Sir.” The young vampire wisely dropped his gaze. “Of course not.”
Methos continued with a wave of his hand. “I know you’ve had trouble in the past,
but maybe you just haven’t found the right…partner.”
Pierce stiffened, his narrowed gaze lifting bright with alarm. “What’s that supposed
A knock on the door saved Methos from answering. Far better for the agent to see
rather than hear. “Come in,” he called to the door. This was sure to be memorable.
Methos rose to his feet, more than a little curious to see DeVein’s reaction. “Meet
your new partner.”
His agent didn’t bother to get up. He just sat there with a disgusted look on his
face and gazed at the opening door. A wave of air rolled in, carrying a mixture of
three scents. Confidence, curiosity and—cat.
DeVein didn’t utter a word, but his white-knuckled grip on the chair spoke volumes
to Methos. The boy recognized the scent.
“Is this a private party or can anybody join?” Clothed in black leather, the beautiful
shifter trotted in, long black hair swaying past her waist while her green eyes
sparkled with pride above an ear to ear grin.
“Oh, hell no,” Pierce blurted before he vaulted to his feet and glared.
The cat’s full presence appeared to light a fire under his agent. Interesting. Most
uncharacteristic of him. Methos could understand the reaction, though. She was
potent. The combination of exquisite beauty, coupled with her effervescence,
made the shifter intoxicating. A trait he’d watched her use to her advantage on
many missions. One which helped shape the shifter into an excellent agent. Now,
if she could just quell her impulsiveness.
“No way,” Pierce repeated, thrusting a finger at his new partner. “I’m not working
with that animal!”
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