Ms. Katherine Banks (Kitty, to her inner circle) is a young, sophisticated little socialite, twenty-five years of age, with an interest in espionage. Between the five-course formal dinners she regularly attends, she slips on one of her many disguises to aid the famous Pinkerton Agency. Incognito, Kitty may be anyone from powerful financier John A. L. Wright to sweet old grandmother Beatrice Lloyd.
Kitty is not a particularly imposing person, at about 5'4" and slight, but well trained in self-defense by Mr. Pinkerton himself. Ms. Banks is not a person you would like to meet in a dark alley during the new moon, as she is perfectly capable of gouging out eyes with a nail file or hog-tying an enemy in less than thirty seconds.
Few others know about Kitty's work for Pinkerton, besides her fellow agents. Her closest friends would be shocked if they learned the secret identity of the genteel, cultured young lady who chats with them about the latest fashions from Paris over a plate of filet mignon. However, Ms. Banks has learned that someone discovered her secret, someone who is certainly not a Pinkerton agent, someone with a deep grudge against Katherine (Kitty) Banks. . . .
"Usually I'm remarkably good-natured. Try me on a day that doesn't end in y."
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