Another rollicking round of high-speed felonies for mystery author Finlay Donovan and those unwary enough to get pulled into her orbit.
The opening challenge is terse and to the point. “You have seventy-two hours to pay back what you owe,” reads a note stuck under the windshield wiper of a van abandoned by Finn’s friend Javi. But nothing ever follows a straight line in Finn’s life. Since Javi owes $200,000 to loan shark Marco Toscano, Finn and Vero Ramirez, her resourceful nanny, read the note as a ransom demand and set out to find Javi and somehow raise the funds to repay Toscano. Their journey takes them—together with Finn’s two children, her mother, and Steven, her ex-husband (don’t ask)—from Virginia to Atlantic City on a trip that carefully avoids Maryland, where there’s a warrant out against Vero. They don’t find Javi, but the trip isn’t a total loss: They stumble upon two dead bodies in a hotel room, one of them Marco’s. Even though that discovery renders Javi’s debt moot, news of a flash drive containing information about how to access $14 million in cryptocurrency brings Finn up against two of her old antagonists, Russian mobster Feliks Zhirov, who’s escaped from prison just in time to join the festivities, and Ekatarina Rybakov, his star attorney, who in some ways is even more dangerous than him. As usual, Finn compensates for her limitations as a sleuth by her unexcelled ability to improvise, turning the most dangerous situations into set-up lines for droll payoffs.
Perfect escapist fare for stay-at-home readers who wonder why nothing ever happens to them.