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February 25, 2010
Stuff To Spy For

Stuff #3

November 2009
On Sale: November 2, 2009
Featuring: James Lessor; Skip Moore
320 pages
ISBN: 1933515228
EAN: 9781933515229

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Don Bruns Stuff To Spy For
by Don Bruns

Could James Lessor and Skip Moore possibly have the right stuff to launch new careers as intelligence professionals? Well, more or less.

Best friends James Lessor and Skip Moore are still stuck in dead-end jobs, still living in their ratty apartment in Carol City, Florida, and still dreaming of hitting the big time. It seems those dreams are finally within reach when James lands a job to install a state-of-the-art security system for Synco Systems. There’s a huge commission – and plenty of strings – attached.

To collect on the cash, James will have to provide “additional services” by assuming the role of pretend boyfriend of Sarah Crumbly, an employee who’s having an affair with Sandler Conroy, Synco’s married president.

When Sandler’s wife offers James a tidy sum for the dirty details about what’s going on at Synco, James and Skip resurrect their entrepreneurial dreams and go into the business of being spies.

The spymobile – their beloved, rattletrap of a boxtruck – is on its last legs, and they’ll have to spend a small fortune on spy equipment, but there’s no business like spy business.

In this spy game, James and Skip may be the ones who get played – or worse.

These guys just never seem to have enough stuff — they always want more.


I ripped the cardboard from the first box, finally making a tear wide enough to pull out the second box. This was the one with the printing on the side. But the envelope inside was what caught my eye first. I yanked it out of the box and shoved it in stuff to spy for my shirt pocket. By now I was ready to put a match to all the paper and cardboard and tape.

I looked up and James was staring at me. “Where did you get the package, Skip?”

“Special D, James. No problem. Confidential to Skip Moore.”

His eyes were wide, and he froze as I took the box knife to the tape that sealed the box.


“What? Can’t you just leave it alone?”

He leaned down, grabbing Read More…

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