UGH, ANA, I AM, NOW IMAGINING IT AND IT'S GLORIOUS. It would be like an SF/F version of Rizzoli & Isles with dramatic chases and Marge's uncanny ability to out research Kath even with all Kath's knacks and they bicker about it over the dinner Paul makes them because obviously he cooks now because, hey, personal autonomy. Chase scenes and ass-saving and subtext that becomes blatant text mid-way through the book and maybe they include Paul, although Kath kind of looks at him and goes, "well, okay, but leave your shirt on!"

Then they throw darts at an old wrinkled picture of Grisamentum in their post-coital bliss.

NOT THAT I HAVE GIVEN THIS A LOT OF THOUGHT, OKAY?