The protagonist is so obtuse and one dimensional that she almost ruined the book. The supporting cast saved it, in particular our buffet - loving actor. Those scenes were hysterical. Otherwise this was fairly contrived and I would use credits for other options.
My daughter and son-in-law have been reading this series and recommended it. They say it melds their interests in relationship fiction and spy thrillers. I thought I'd give it a try. I'm not such a fan. It's just too over the top for me -- Nick is pretty much James Bond and she's pretty much, oh I don't know, Jane Rizzoli maybe? Private jets, yachts, island retreats . . . yeah, that's all in the FBI playbook.
Not one of Janet Evanovich best books.
She has polar opposites working together and attracted to one another and that is where the believability ends. It is a quick, fun, light read with witty characters great for a few hours of escape but don’t pay the suggested retail price. Get it at the library or wait until it is on sale for $3.99 or less.
First, the narrator is perfect. PERFECT! His voice is dry, but expressive. The voices of the women are distinct, without falsetto or prissy affectation. His vocalization of a method actor pretending to be a drug lord, channeling Ricardo Montalban is out of this world!
I was pleasantly surprised by the story, as well, having lost interest in Evanovich's Stephanie Plum series after the umpteenth "same stuff, different day" installment. If it didn't have Evanovich's name on it, I'd never think she was involved. There's no slapstick comedy at all, and the sexual innuendo is more grown up than I expect from her work. So, I'm going to give the credit to Lee Goldberg, who is the mastermind behind the Monk series (later adapted for TV).
The cons are well thought through, and always a dozen steps ahead of the mark. "This couldn't possibly work" becomes "OH!" Bring on the next volume, because I want more!