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I Spy With My Little Eye: A Nursery Rhyme Suspense
I Spy With My Little Eye: A Nursery Rhyme Suspense
I Spy With My Little Eye: A Nursery Rhyme Suspense
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I Spy With My Little Eye: A Nursery Rhyme Suspense

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When what you don't know will kill you.

A dead Santa throws Marlow and Sage together in this Nursery Rhyme Suspense short story.

The target isn't Santa, it's Sage, and she and Marlow aren't the only ones who want information from the would-be assassin. Temporarily recruited by CISUE, Central Intelligence for Special or Unusual Events, Marlow and Sage are tasked with finding out the identity of CISUE's main nemesis, and while they're at it, smoke out the company mole.

Marlow and Sage surprise themselves by what appears to be a latent skill set, perfect for taking down bad guys. They'd pat each other on the back later if only they hadn't agreed to have their memories wiped.

Who are you again?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLee Strauss
Release dateJan 28, 2017
ISBN9781988677095
I Spy With My Little Eye: A Nursery Rhyme Suspense

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    I Spy With My Little Eye - Lee Strauss

    1

    Marlow

    A flash of red.

    Her coat was hard to miss through the flurry of white that floated down from the sky. Snow had been falling since the break of dawn, making a normally brown and industrial city like Detroit look as soft and romantic as Paris.

    With my hands stuffed in my pockets and my chin tucked into an old black scarf, I followed Sage Farrell down the recently shoveled and sanded sidewalk. It just so happened that she and I lived in the same suburb, but I wasn’t really surprised to see her again. Something in the universe kept throwing us together. Unfortunately for me, I was the only one aware of this.

    The jacket must have been new since I’d never seen her wear it on campus at Detroit University. The red caught my eye, but it was her face I recognized. Beautiful dark eyes, smooth skin, and full red lips. Thanks to my newly lasered eyes, I’d spotted her from a block and a half away and fell into a half jog to catch up to her. I stopped before I reached her, breaking suddenly, getting bumped into by a shopper walking behind me.

    Excuse me, the woman said with a strong note of irritation. She shifted her bags to her other arm and quickly maneuvered around me. My eyes darted to the back of Sage’s head, her chestnut hair falling in waves along her shoulders. I pushed up on my lenses—no prescription, I just liked to wear specs— and picked up my pace. I needed to keep my distance without losing sight of her in the crowd.

    Sage entered one of the many strip malls that lay along the main roads of our adjoining neighborhoods. I joined the stream of the last minute shoppers and pushed my way inside. I was tall so it was easy for me to look over the heads of the crowd in front of me and keep Sage in sight.

    Marlow!

    I turned at the familiar voice. My best bud Zed appeared seemingly out of nowhere and elbow-checked me. He had donut crumbs on his beard, which I ignored. I wasn’t his girlfriend.

    Don’t you just love this time of year? he said, his voice laced with sarcasm. He lifted two full shopping bags. Mom and dad, check. Three spoiled little brothers, check.

    Lucky you, I said.

    Dude. You only have one person to shop for.

    My mom never wants anything. That actually makes it harder.

    "I wasn’t talking about her. Dude, you only have two people to shop for."

    I rolled my eyes. Zed and I had agreed never to buy each other gifts, unless we became crazy millionaires or something. Then the rich one could buy the poor one a yacht.

    Christmas music pumped through a bad PA system overhead, and a mix of smells from the food court permeated the air. The number of people in the mall forced a slower pace, which made it easier to keep my eye on Sage. She turned down one of the hallways to the offshoot wings.

    Hurry, I said to Zed, speeding up.

    What for? The mall isn’t going anywhere.

    I saw someone.

    You have another friend besides me?

    She’s wearing a red coat.

    His gaze followed mine. "Your friend’s a girl."

    She’s not a friend, exactly.

    I let out a short breath when I spotted her again. Zed saw her at the same time and whistled. She’s hot.

    I know.

    Does she know who you are?

    That was a reasonable question, and hard to

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