If Looks Could Kill [Paperback]

The Spy Girls are hightailing it to Asia to scope out Luscious Lucien West, a hypnotically hot guru with a way-devoted following. Lucien and his young American recruits are turning the tiny depressed country of Kinh-Sanh into a land of peace and harmony. But Lucien may have more than world peace on his mind. Like total world domination, for example! Once the Spy Girls got oh-so-close to their tempting target, will they read him his rights...or fall under his spell?Elizabeth Cage is the pseudonym of a noted young adult author. Her true identity and current whereabouts are classified.Chapter One
Somewhere there's a convertible missing its fuzzy dice, Caylin Pike remarked as she stroked the sleeve of an obnoxious purple mohair sweater.
Some people pay a lot of money to look like fuzzy dice, Jo Carreras replied, glancing at the price tag on the garment. But it's notquiteme.
Are you kidding? Caylin said with a laugh. It looks like someone skinned Barney.
Jo rolled her eyes. I forgot who I was browsing with. If it can't be sweated in, it's not fit to be worn, right, Cay?
She and Caylin continued their mondo browse fest, chatting and maneuvering between close-knit racks of endless fashion.
It's nice to have some downtime, Jo thought. Seems like we spend every waking moment trying to save the free world, but we hardly ever have a spare minute to enjoy our American-born right to shop till we drop.
But the time was now.
She and Cay were on the fifth floor of Bogart's, one of the biggest and most exclusive department stores in New York City. Although few and way too far between, shopping sprees were one of the many perks of being a Spy Girl. From the moment they had walked through the front door, they had been assaulted by infinite temptations and combinations: dresses, blouses, suits, sweaters. Cotton, polyester, wool, knit blends. Ah, but then they also had to accessorize: earrings, bags, shoes, fragrances, scarves. The sheló³