Cold War, hot spies, y'all. Vincent and Kolya are back -- in the Deep South. They must protect a brilliant chemist and his family while the man completes the new formula he's promised to sell to T.H.R.U.S.T.<br><br>The assignment should have been a piece of pecan pie, but F.I.S.T. has its eye on the formula, and the local rednecks take exception to a bunch of Damn Yankees moving into their territory. Can the two spies keep the family safe? Will the doctor's two precocious children sabotage the whole assignment?<br><br>And what about Vincent and Kolya's new relationship? This is their first assignment since they made the decision to move in together. Can they cope with the strain of the job ... and the humidity? Or will their new romance be put on the back burner along with the grits and collard greens?

Southern Fried Spies

“Kids are naturally curious,” he told his partner. “It’s normal for him to follow us around. We’re probably the first new thing he’s seen all year.”


Nikoloz shivered. “I could not live here in the middle of nowhere. With possums and other wild creatures prowling about in the yard.”


“Yeah, there’s probably a coon or two out there now.” Vincent had to chuckle at the man’s expression. Nikoloz had no idea what a coon was, and his imagination was conjuring something horrendous. “Raccoons. Like little bears with hands instead of paws. They like garbage, too.”


Chapter 14