I can read a Janet Evanovich novel in one sitting and enjoy it. But then, I can eat a bag of Bugles in one sitting and enjoy it. Not a great decision, though. The third star in this review is for that can’t-put-it-down effect.
And Evanovich is trying to break out of some well-worn grooves. I don’t recall any exploding cars (it’s still not safe to be Stephanie’s car, though.) And there are signs of hope Stephanie will stop being quite so stupid about her love life.
Still, the “whodunit” part of the plot is sketchy, with huge holes. The most important part of the overall story arc takes place in jerky flashbacks. I can’t really recommend anyone start this series, and certainly not with this volume, but if you’re already hooked, you’ll enjoy reading this one. Even if after you are done, you feel a little queasy and don’t know why you did. Just like the Bugles.