There are certain things we can rely on every year: we will partake of some combination of birthdays, anniversaries, festive holidays, vacations, not to forget car insurance renewals, taxes, and dental appointments... and, for some of us, a new Stephanie Plum mystery! Lately, unfortunately, Stephanie hasn't been involved in quite as amusing predicaments as she used to be, thereby being more like, although not entirely, a literary annual physical with your doctor. Thank goodness, Janet Evanovich's Finger Lickin' Fifteen is like Halloween: fluffy yet entirely delicious and satisfying, something you want to devour in an afternoon, leaving your stomach aching, but this time from hearty belly laughs.
This time around, Stephanie, recently on a hiatus from all men, finds herself helping best friend Lula enter a barbeque competition for the best hot sauce, as well as protecting her from the killers of celebrity chef Stanley Chipotle, who's murder via meat cleaver Lula unfortunately witnessed. At the same time, Stephanie finds herself tracking down infiltrators to Rangeman Security, run by the mysterious and sexy Ranger, who's enjoying having Stephanie share his bed, although he wishes they were in it at the same time. Throw in the ever attractive Grandma Mazur, who's lending a helping hand to Lula's barbeque endeavor, a handful of shady characters who've jumped bail, and Mrs. Plum's idea of great blind dates for her unmarried daughter, not to mention the inevitable vehicular destruction, and you've got laugh out loud scenarios (including my favourite, Lula squeezing out of the car window).
This is summer reading at its best and most entertaining!
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