Sunday, January 29, 2017


By: Janet Evanovich
Published By: Pan Macmillan
Released : Available Now
Details: Paperback from library, 324 Pages



Low-rent bounty hunter Stephanie Plum reaches depths of personal experience that other women detectives never quite do. In Hot Six, for example, a sequence of new and hideous cars bite the dust; she finds herself lumbered with a policeman's multiply incontinent dog; and she has several bad skin days. All this when she is trying to prove her distinctly more competent colleague and occasional boyfriend Ranger innocent of a mob hit; avoid the heavies trailing her in the hope of finding him; and cope with a wife-abusing bail defaulter with nasty habits, such as setting Stephanie on fire.


Oh myyy… Ranger is on the run in this installment. 

Nah, he might be keeping away from the law and is a current FTA, but he don’t run for nobody. Rewind to One For The Money when Morelli was on the run and he kept finding Stephanie when she was supposed to be hauling his ass in to collect. In this case, she lets Joyce have the FTA for Ranger because nobody will find Ranger unless he wants to be found. Keeps Joyce busy...kind of.

Now I’m gonna say, I am getting a bit confuzzed with the whole Morelli and Ranger sexual tension thing with Stephanie. If she is with Morelli, even though he doesn’t want to marry her, then what is all the kissy face with Ranger?

Problem solved. I’ll take Ranger.

Habib and Mitchell are the new Stephanie-stalkers. I kinda liked them when they were being fun stalkers, before they showed their claws.

“Raghead,” Mitchell said.

Habib narrowed his eyes. “Filthy American dog.”


“Son of a camel-wallah.”

“Go fuck yourself,” Mitchell said.

“And may your testicles fall off,” Habib responded.

Moon/Mooner is the new Stephanie accessory in this installment, as ya gotta always have one of those.

Things aren’t looking good…again…in the keeping-a-car-long-enough-before-it-gets-car-bombed-or-blown up-or-burned-out.

“Hey, man,” Moon said to me. “Real shame about your car. That’s mad crazy, dude.”

I wonder what happened?

Lawdy she goes through a lot of cars. There must be a fictional book records for blowing up cars, Janet/Stephanie would win it.

Ranger gets a haircut. This I happily note as I can’t see him with that slicked back ponytail. Glad it’s now gone.

He’d abandoned his usual outfit of black rap clothes or GI Joe cammies. He was wearing a brown leather jacket, a cream-colored Henley, faded jeans, and work boots. His hair, which had always been slicked back in a ponytail, was cut short. He had a two-day beard, making his teeth seem whiter and his Latino complexion seem darker. A wolf in Gap clothing.

“Jeez,” I said, feeling a flutter of something I’d rather not admit to in the pit of my stomach. “You look different.”

“Just your average guy.”

Yeah, right.

I had to laugh at the Rollswagen.

Only in a Stephanie Plum book.

Don’t get me started on the poop squishing incident.

Another awesome poolside read where Grandma Mazur is involved, sidekicks abound, things explode, stoners hang about and Ranger and Morelli have sexy banter for Stephanie. Rex is hanging out in his soup can and stuffing food into his cheeks, aaannd Stephanie always comes across somebody she went to school with.

Oh and there is Bob. I like Bob.

Looking forward to some more Steph Plum books, because I find I need to read one at least every two weeks to get my fix of the silly and sexy.

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