"Okay, James, you have your assignment, right?"
"Yes, M."
"Good, now get going."
"Yes, M."
James left the office to find that the car had been taken away and the rubble cleaned up. He was not surprised at the efficiency of M's agents. He left the Embassy, and took a cab to the airport.


As his plane landed in Chicago, he gave a sad smile at the stewardess whose life he had saved, and at the 3 other not so lucky attackers. Then he went looking for a trace of Katanga.


When he found what he was looking for, it led him to an obscure voodoo island in the West Indies. He was glad that government money was paying for his expenses, he did not want to cover the cost of all this. When he landed in the island, he went he the best hotel he could find, (a big shack) and checked in. he bought a room, and was surprised to hear that a Mrs. Pond was waiting for him. So, he went into his room, and took a shower. When he came out, he noticed many strange looking chicken-made listening devices. Then, Mrs. Pond stepped into the room with a handgun, and was promptly disarmed. James soon found that this Mrs. Pond had been sent by M to keep watch over him. He told her to stay there, and he went scouting around the island. He discovered that roughly three fourths of it was a heroin field covered in some kind of tarp that looked like foliage. The main festivities of the island; however, started with the dancing. Chickens of all ages were invited to come and dance the ravage ritual of the night. James and Mrs. Pond (Angie was her real name) continued their search for Katanga. They traveled in a boat belonging to an undercover Agent, and found out exactly where to find him. James, of course, had to go parasailing, and then flew over to Katanga's hideout.


Now in the meantime, Euchre, the famous card-playing chicken, had been telling the future with her tarot cards. She foresaw that he would come, and he did. She also foresaw the future for her boss, Katanga. It was not a good death, either. But she would not tell him this. Then she went to bed. When she awoke, she saw James sitting in her chair, playing with her tarot cards. She was enraged as he blasphemed:
"Want some card, Euchre."
She took a card, and looked at him with horror. It was the card of Transformation. She suddenly was changed from the chicken that everyone knew, to a strikingly beautiful woman.
"Want some more?!"
She drew again, and again a look of horror passed her face. The cards had never lied, but how could this be true? How could it be!? It was the card of Love.


Angie had tried to protect him while they went on a trek through the woods, but had died instead of him. So now, Euchre accompanied him in his quest for Katanga. She led him to a place where she had never been, but where the cards had showed her. It was the secret refinery for the heroin. She led him inside.