CHAPTER EIGHT
If there was one thing I should have understood about Shade, it was that she was a liar, plain and simple. I mean, it sort of goes without saying—she is a G-Man agent, after all—but I think she would be a liar even if she didn’t work for the federal government. Being a G-Man just gave her an excuse to lie her butt off about everything and anything as long as she could justify it as a matter of national security, although I didn’t see how you could call dressing me up in the tackiest, most embarrassing clothes ever could be described as a matter of national security.
Okay, maybe I was exaggerating a bit, but not really. The clothes Shade provided for me fit well enough, but they looked weird. I had to wear an over-sized lime green pea coat on top of a puffy white shirt and b
