Welcome to Trenton, New Jersey, where bounty hunter Stephanie Plum’s life is about to implode in Janet Evanovich’s wildest, hottest novel yet! FIRST A STRANGER APPEARS While chasing down the usual cast of miscreants and weirdos Stephanie discovers that a crazed woman is stalking her. ... read more
In the twelfth in the Stephanie Plum, bounty hunter, series--Plum is tracking a killer who has kidnapped the daughter of her mentor and sometimes lover, Ranger.
“When I was twelve years old I accidentally substituted salt for sugar in a cake recipe. I baked the cake, iced the cake, and served it up. It looked like a cake, but as soon as you cut into it and took a taste, you knew something else was going on. People are like that, too. Sometimes you just can't tell what's on the inside from looking at the outside. Sometimes people are a big surprise, just like the salt cake. Sometimes the surprise turns out to be good And sometimes the surprise turns out to be bad. And sometimes the surprise is just friggin' confusing.”Stephanie Plum
“That's harsh, and I don't think we're completely incompetent. I think we're closer to eighty percent incompetent.”Lula
“The story is that she asked him if he thought she was putting on weight, and he said yes, and then she stabbed him. it was one of the spontaneous acts. Mary Lee's going though the change, and everyone knows you don't just up and tell a menopausal woman she's getting fat. I swear some men have no brains at all.”Grandma Mazur
“I tell you those homosexuals are all over the place, and they get all the good jobs, too. They get to be cowboys and morticians. I never wanted to be a homosexual, but I always wanted to be a cowboy.”Grandma Mazur
“I can always count on you to brighten my day.”Ranger
“I tell you, he's a hunk of burning love. He's a sex bomb. He's a big ol' honey bear.”Lula
“Wait a minute" my grandmother yelled. "I live here too. And this here's an important moment in my life. And you know how old I am...I might not have many more moments left" Clearly that statement represented the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow for my father.”Stephanie Plum
“Maybe you should go to the lodge," I said to my father, "I thought Thursday was pinochle night." "It's always pinochle night at the lodge. I wanted to see the ball game tonight." "Don't they have television at the lodge?" "Yeah, they got one in the bar." He looked at his coffee and cookies. "I'm not done eating" "A bag!" I said to my mother. "For God's sake, put his cookies in a bag." "I have to get changed" Sally said, going upstairs, "I'll only be a minute." "Hurry!" I shouted to my mother. "What's holding up that bag?" The bass player started tuning, adjusting the volume on the amp. The first sound that came out was Wanggggggg! "Holy crap" my father said, "what in the beejeezus was that?"”Stephanie Plum
“Okay," Lula shouted from the top of the stairs, "don't anybody look. Everybody close their eyes until we get into position." "I'm not closing my eyes," my father said. "The Italian Stallion here will eat my cookies." The drummer beat out a couple of heart-thumping bars, the bass and keyboard came on a deafening level, and the dining room chandelier jiggled and swayed on it's chain. Plates danced across the dining room table. A half-eaten cookie fell our of my father's mouth. And Bob tipped back his head and howled. My mother ran in from the kitchen with a bag, but it was too late. Lula and Grandma and Sally were onstage in front of us.”Stephanie Plum
“Grandma and Lula were wearing black leather hot pants and ice-cream-cone bras. Grandma looked like a soup chicken dressed up like Madonna. She was all slack skin and knobbly knees and slightly bowed legs. Her blond wig was slightly askew, and her ice-cream-cone bra hung low, not from the weight of her breasts but from breast location. Gravity had not been kind to Grandma. Lula's body spilled out of her outfit. The hot pants were reduced to black leather camel-toes in front and what looked like a leather thong in the rear. And the ice-cream-cone bra precariously perched at the end of Lula's basketball breasts.”Stephanie Plum
“Lula and Grandma went into their dance routine and Morelli broke out in a sweat from the effort of maintaining composure. Grandma wobbled into an amp, snagged her heel on the cord, and fell over into the drum set, taking the bass player down with her. She was on her back, under cymbals and the bass player, with only her platform shoes showing. She looked like the Wicked Witch of the East when Dorothy's house fell on her.”Stephanie Plum
“Look at me. I'm a loser. And now everybody's going to know I'm a pervert. I'm a pervert loser. And I have a big herpes. I'm a pervert loser with a herpes!”Melvin
“Pretty soon they're going to start yelling 'jump'. The human race is lacking. Have you noticed?”Melvin
“Pick one, for crying out loud, How many times in life do you get offered a free dildo?”Lula
“You can entrust your loved ones tia funeral parlor that takes the time to use doilies.”Grandma Mazur
“How's that for a partner act? I'd go in there for you. I'd walk on fire for you. O'd bitch-slap the devil for you.”Lula
“And the third thing is, Tank don't need to talk because he was right about being big. Its like wrestling a prehistoric monster. Like having a go at King Kong.”Lula
“And the FBI probably had a heliopter flying around with infrared equipment keeping watch on my every move. I stuck my head out the window and looked up at the sky. No helicopter. Cheap-ass FBI.”Stephanie Plum
“I need to look like an idiot at least twice a day to keep myself humble.”Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
Sometimes you just can’t tell what’s on the inside from looking at the outside. Sometimes people are a big surprise, just like the salt cake. Sometimes the surprise turns out to be good. And sometimes the surprise turns out to be bad. And sometimes the surprise is just friggin’ confusing.Highlighted by 12 Kindle customers
“My name is Carmen Manoso,” she said. “I’m Ranger’s wife.”Highlighted by 12 Kindle customers
I’m not emotionally distanced from you. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you because I was using you to find someone . . . even if that someone was my daughter. So I have to make every effort to keep you safe.”Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
It was really scary at first, but terror is a strange thing. It’s such a strong emotion it can’t sustain itself. After a while a numbness sets in, and the terror starts to feel normal. And that’s a good thing because it allows you to function.”Highlighted by 10 Kindle customers
Jersey’s always fuckin’ ready for anything. Especially if it’s hairy and in a thong.Highlighted by 10 Kindle customers
“If he was in here any longer, the chocolate would have melted off the eclairs.”Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
How can you completely appreciate the Jersey shore if the air is safe to breathe in the interior parts of the state?Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
Grandma bent to plug the amp back in and farted in the black leather hot pants. “Oops,” Grandma said. “Someone step on a duck?” She farted again. “Broccoli in the salad,” she said. “Boy, I feel a lot better now.”Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
One mark on the tally for Ranger. Employees available for valet parking. On the Morelli side was hates salad.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
Preceded by Eleven on Top, and followed by Lean Mean Thirteen.
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