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

Vincent leaned over the table to look Dr. Yarborough in the eye. “The actual fact is, nobody got really hurt except the bad guys. Billy had a blast. Margaret wasn’t too badly scared, if she’s still thinking about partying with my partner. Why don’t you just load up the truck like you planned, and head for that safe house?”


Sanders nodded and rose, crossing to the refrigerator. “You’ll feel better once you get the children away from here. We’ll pack you a picnic lunch. Evans and I can stay on at the house to watch things until we can get our movers in.”


The doctor still looked pole-axed. “I suppose that would be the best plan of action. I need to make certain that the children are safe.” He looked around the kitchen, and his eyes filled. “We had such good years in this house.”


“We’ll take care of it,” Sanders promised. “Evans and I can take some photos of the place, too. For your family albums.”


Chapter 53