They Want Her To Save The World. She Just Wants To Shop.
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Here's the story: One minute I'm out with my sorority
sisters; the next, there's a terrible accident (beyond my
friend Stacey's outfit), and I'm waking up in some weird
clinic with the Eggheads Du Jour telling me I'm now
officially a human cyborg, and I'm supposed to work for them
from now on. You know, super spy style... stop people from
doing evil things and stuff. Uh, hello--id I ask for this?
I've got a beauty salon to run. If those bad guys need
highlights and a pedicure, call me. Otherwise, I'll be at
Okay. So it is cool to move faster than a Ford Mustang when
I need to, even if it's totally hard on my shoes. But I just
want to get back to my old, normal life. Except The
Boss--that's his name, I swear--wants me to bring in another
human cyborg on the run. And here's the thing: He's totally
gorgeous. Smart. Funny. And, um, his "enhancements"? Let's
just say he's not faster than a speeding bullet, if you know
what I mean. So what's a former party girl-turned-spy-cyborg
supposed to do? Arrest the hunk? Turn him in? Neutralize
him? As if...
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