It's a sad day when I'm the Magical Corrections System's best shot at bringing down a corrupt magic user who's determined to sell his power to the highest bidder.

My former con-man ways are quite the asset for MCS, not that I ever get any thanks. At least they're letting up on my leash to let me go undercover, but they've saddled me with a slobbery new chaperone.

I only just got used to working with the girls, and now I'm stuck with a mangy dog shifter, who—like me—is stuck in his fur for the foreseeable future.

You know what they say about cats and dogs?
Good thing I'm not a real cat.

I just look and act... and ugh, I smell like one too. Not for much longer, though. Because if I can crack this case in record time, they just might reward me with my freedom. All I can say to that is FINALLY!