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Title: Illusions
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance

A blink at the wrong moment and Kate would’ve missed the handoff completely.

A woman forced her way through the crowd, stepped up to the fountain next to the man in a suit, and tossed a coin into the fountain. Her other hand brushed against his. One heartbeat later, she disappeared in the mass of tourists.

Clean, quick, professional. These people were good. Unfortunately for them, Kate was better.

“Be advised, subject has the package and is heading southeast out of the piazza.” Kate said and followed the man at a discreet distance.

“Copy that Leopard. Continue as planned.”

Justifiably cautious, the subject checked for a tail at random intervals. Poor sucker didn’t have a prayer of catching Kate following him. Spotting a tail is about recognizing familiar faces, unusual patterns, and suspicious behavior. All signs Kate never leaves.

She was the best spy in school, which meant she was the best spy in the world. Of course, she had an ability that automatically placed her among the espionage elite.

The man rounded the corner and Kate fixed a new image in her mind. With that single thought, her entire appearance altered. Tourists jerked back, frightened, as Kate strutted around the corner. Her blond ponytail became a black and purple mohawk. Practical khaki shorts turned into a black leather miniskirt with torn fishnet stockings tucked into scuffed combat boots. A skull tattoo covered her right cheek and a dog collar wrapped around her neck, spikes poking in all directions. With one thought, Kate appeared distinctly different from her tourist persona.

Another revision. 🙂

A blink at the wrong moment and Kate would’ve missed the handoff completely.

A woman had forced her way through the crowd, stepped up to the fountain next to the man in a suit, and tossed a coin. Her other hand brushed against his. One heartbeat later, she disappeared in the mass of tourists.

Clean, quick, professional. These people were good. Unfortunately for them, Kate was better.

“Be advised, subject has the package and is heading southeast out of the piazza.” Kate said into her com-link and followed the man at a discreet distance.

“Copy that Leopard. Continue as planned.”

The subject checked for a tail at random intervals. Poor sucker didn’t have a prayer of catching Kate following him. She was the best spy in school, which meant she was the best spy in the world. Of course, she had an ability that automatically placed her among the espionage elite.

The man rounded a corner and Kate fixed a new image in her mind. Tourists jerked back, frightened, as Kate strutted around the corner. Her blond ponytail became a black and purple mohawk. Practical khaki shorts and sneakers turned into a black leather miniskirt with torn fishnet stockings tucked into scuffed combat boots. A skull tattoo covered her right cheek and a dog collar wrapped around her neck, spikes poking in all directions.

Kate’s new persona made it easier to navigate through the roadblock of humanity. She knew he wouldn’t suspect anyone in such outrageous apparel.

“Hey Leopard, nice change of spots.” Giovanni’s voice sounded distinctly in her ear.

“Real original, Quicksilver. How long did you work on that one?”

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