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A Stephanie Plum Mystery
by Janet EvanovichSigning on as an intern with entrepreneurial Super Bounty Hunter Ranger, Stephanie ventures into Ranger's mostly morally correct and marginally legal operations.
What's Stephanie Plum up to now?
Bail jumping in Trenton is down to small potatoes. Stephanie's only open case is a
small bond, for a small violation, committed by a small person who raises Stephanie's
frustration level in big ways. So, short of money and long on bills, Stephanie comes up
with a plan--diversify! Signing on as an intern with entrepreneurial Super Bounty Hunter
Ranger, Stephanie ventures into Ranger's mostly morally correct and marginally legal
operations.
None of this makes vice cop Joe Morelli a happy man. The cop in him can't help but
wonder as to the source of Stephanie's expensive new car. And the rest of him, the man
who's been friend and lover to Stephanie, can't help but wonder if there's more to the
partnership than meets the eye.
The internship is downgraded to second priority when Uncle Fred goes missing. Even
though Grandma Mazur is sure he was abducted by aliens, Stephanie sets out to look for
Fred. He's a perfectly average senior citizen, and he's disappeared without a trace while
running errands. He's left his ten year old Pontiac station wagon locked up nice and neat
in the Grand Union parking lot, the cleaning is carefully arranged in the back seat, and
his wife is at home, waiting for him to return with the bread and the milk and the olive
loaf balogna. Locked in the top drawer of his desk are photos of a body, dismembered and
stuffed into a garbage bag. And locked away in the computer files of another average
citizen are the clues that will lead Stephanie to Fred.
Criminally original and stone brilliant, this Intermediate Bounty Hunting Survival
Manual is blockbuster entertainment.
When I was a little girl I used to dress Barbie up without underpants. On the outside,
she'd look like the perfect lady. Tasteful plastic heels, tailored suit. But underneath,
she was naked. I'm a bail enforcement agent now --also known as a fugitive apprehension
agent, also known as a bounty hunter. I bring 'em back dead or alive. At least I try. And
being a bail enforcement agent is sort of like being bare-bottom Barbie. It's about having
a secret. And it's about wearing a lot of bravado on the outside when you're really
operating without underpants. Okay, maybe it's not like that for all enforcement agents,
but I frequently feel like my privates are alfresco. Figuratively speaking, of course.
At the moment I wasn't feeling nearly so vulnerable. What I was feeling at the moment
was desperate. My rent was due, and Trenton had run out of scofflaws. I had my hands palms
down on Connie Rosolli's desk, ...
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From the master of the suspense novel comes another gripping tale of mystery, money, and mayhem.
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