To Whom It May Concern:

If you're reading this letter, it's quite likely that I, Abigail Cooper, did not make it back alive. 

Back from where, you ask?  Well, if I told you I'd have to kill you...  Bwahahahahahaha!!!  That never gets old!

No, seriously, it's top secret.  Completely classified.  My lips are sealed.  You'd have to torture me for days and days just to get me to give up my name, rank, and serial number...

Pause...  Pause....  FINE!  I'll tell you!

Recently, my fiancé Dutch and I were recruited by the CIA to go deep undercover on a foreign espionage mission to recover a missing drone stolen from a military base in Nevada.  The drone was a prototype armed with a brand new surveillance system able to pinpoint and target an individual's unique aura from half a mile in the sky.  In other words, it's a system that could locate, target and take out any known terrorist the moment they stepped outside, day or night.  On the downside, losing it meant that it could be used to take out our president or our allies as well, which is what made this mission to recover the drone so crucial.

To that end, Dutch and I were assigned new secret identities - he got slick arms dealer, I got slick arms dealer's flouncy bimbo girlfriend...figures, right?  Anyway, within the first 24 hours of our mission we were thrust into dealing with the Chechen mob, dodging an assassination attempt, working a series of dangerous arms deals, trying hard not to get kidnapped, and exposing an illegal gambling ring.  And if you think that's bad, you should have seen what happened the day after that!

I'd tell you all about here, but it's quite a story, full of twists and turns so I've sent back daily reports to Victoria Laurie who has written it all down and documented it in her new book, Vision Impossilbe out July 5th - just in time for your week at the beach!  Or, if you're like me, a week in the backyard with an inflatable pool, a cooler full of cold beer, and hot dogs on the grill.  Staycation, anyone?

Regardless, I hope you're all having a marvelous summer and we'll chat again next year around this time when I'm sure I'll be up to my earlobes in hijinks and bad guys because, these days, that's just how I roll, yo.  ;)

xoxo,

Abby Cooper

Psychic Eye turned Psychic Spy