Trenton’s best-known bounty hunter has up and left her cousin Vinnie’s employ. No, really.
There’s no real reason why Stephanie Plum (To the Nines, 2003, etc.) has turned in the phony badge she bought off the Web. She’s just had enough chasing after the kind of lowlifes who run out on bail bonds and spit in her face when they’re caught. And the funny thing is, quitting doesn’t change her life a bit. Sure, now she’s getting ogled by her boss at the button factory or the customers at Kan Klean cleaners or Cluck-in-a-Bucket, the employment opportunities she savors before taking a filing job for her old lust object, bounty hunter Ranger Manoso. But she still rides along when her old file clerk Lula, who’s been promoted to Stephanie’s former job, goes after fugitives she can’t handle, which is pretty much all of them, and she still submits to the frequent and thorough embraces of cop Joe Morelli when she’s not thinking of Ranger, and sometimes even when she is. The jokes, comic bits and funny scenes come so fast and furious that only old hands will notice there’s even less mystery than usual: something about four old men whose disappearance may be tied to a truck heist 36 years ago.
No plot to get in the way of the story—just the way it should be for Stephanie.