A Princess Con

One explosion.
One disappearance.
One left to pick up the pieces and keep living.

We’re back, working as spies. I know, right? Never thought it would happen. I attempt to infiltrate a jewelry theft ring, which is much harder than it sounds.

Malcolm hunts down dog poop, now that we’re stuck with the royal pain-in-the-arse fluff ball, AKA Princess Minnie. I know, life’s not fair.

When our missions intertwine and we bump up against the truth, someone isn’t happy and lets us know in no uncertain terms.

Except nothing is as it seems.