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

“I think Mr. Lowe could help me better,” Billy muttered. “He knows what it’s like to be ten years old.” Nikoloz raised an eyebrow at this, and the boy had the grace to blush.


“I do not think I should be alone in your sister’s bedroom with her,” Nikoloz confessed.


Billy nodded sagely. “She’s got a crush on you. I read her diary last night when she was outside smoking. Daddy doesn’t know she smokes, you know.”


“I did not think so. I am not certain that you should be reading her diary, either.”


The boy shrugged. “How else is a good secret agent to keep on top of the news? Margaret was practicing her signature.”


“Mrs. Nicky Donauri. Used up three whole pages.”


Chapter 35