I’ve been hacking away at the damn thing for years but have never been able to completely sever it. I was born and raised in the burg and while my current apartment is approximately a mile outside the burg boundary I’m still tethered by an invisible umbilical.
His store is set on the edge of the burg, a comfy residential chunk of Trenton where houses and minds are proud to be narrow and hearts are generously wide open. Moses Bedemier, better known as Uncle Mo, started selling ice cream and penny candy on June 5, 1958, and has been at it ever since. I rolled my eyes so far into the top of my head I almost fell over backward. Vinnie slumped his slim, boneless body into the chair behind his desk and rested his head on the padded leather back. You’ve been a bounty hunter for five fucking months. “It’s the kind of penny-ante stuff you do. “I’m not giving this two-bit Failure to Appear to Ranger,” Vinnie said. “I’ve never refused a case before, but I can’t pick this guy up. “I can’t do this,” I said to my cousin, Vinnie. Inside the offices of Vincent Plum, bail bond agent, the atmosphere was no less grim, and I was sweating not from heat but from panic. The sky was gun-metal gray, and the air sat dead cold on cars and sidewalks. Is fast-paced and entertaining suspense at its finest.It was January in Trenton. That's a bad sign for sure.įeaturing a feisty and funny heroine who "comes roaring in like a blast of very fresh air" ( And Morelli, the cop with the slow-burning smile, is acting polite even after Stephanie finds more bodies than the Trenton PD has seen in years.
Lula's itching to lock up a crook in the trunk of her car. To help her, she's got Lula, a former hooker turned file clerk. She's looking for Mo Bedemier, Trenton's most beloved citizen, who was charged with carrying a concealed weapon and skipped bail. Stephanie is having a bad hair day-for the whole month of January. Stephanie Plum, the beloved bounty hunter with attitude returns in this irresistible adventure from #1
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