Plum Lucky, by Janet Evanovich
I’m not sure why I continue to read the Stephanie Plum novels, especially these missives she calls “Between-the Numbers.” This one is a mere 166 pages. I fell in love with bounty hunter Stephanie in her first novel, One For the Money, and followed her through many zany adventures. Somewhere around the sixth book the novels became a cartoon of their earlier versions.
Okay, Plum Lucky. Stephanie receives a visit from her Between-the Novels pal, Diesel, and her Grandmother finds over a million dollars that she claims as her own. There is also a leprechaun, a horse, ex-hooker Lula, and a shootout with a rocket launcher. This book is almost all dialogue and very little little heart.
So, why did I bother if I am no longer enjoying the Plum novels? Because yesterday when I stopped by the library they gave it to me. And I read it because it was too short not to.
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