To be honest, I started this book five times before I finally read it. Now this might sound like a bad thing, but we have Mrs. Goodwin's Fifth Grade Class at Duwamish Elementary School in what's now a long gone part of Seattle, but back in 1965, she would give credit for reading a whole book if you read the first five chapters. If after the first five chapters the author hadn't gotten your attention, she gave you credit for trying and you were free to move on. In fifth grade only one book failed her litmus test for me, Emile and the Detectives. As an adult, all sorts of books have failed, but not this one. By the time I reached Chapter Five I was so hopelessly hooked, I could barely stand to put the book down to get any sleep, much less stop reading the thing.
No One is the introductory novel to the Lexi Carmichael legacy of one girl's travel from NSA desk jockey to, well where, frankly, I'm not sure where at this point, I stopped to encourage people like me to read books like this (hopefully that will be people like you). Lexi is a minding her own business on her way from work to being set up by her beautiful wealthy mother (her father lovingly indulges her mother, but doesn't really participate in these set ups) with dinner at her parents lavish home in Washington DC when she discovers herself being mugged for something she doesn't have. By the time she escapes the mugger, reaches her parents' home, discovers she's been set up for dinner with a CPA who thinks he's all that and a bag of chips (and decides she's a secretary instead of the anti-hacker she is since she's a girl, any woman working in IT must read this dinner scene if nothing else, you'll be erecting shrines to Julie Moffett in your front yard!), bribes the Chef to help her escape the dinner, drives home to be mugged again by Middle Eastern Guy who has ransacked her apartment, you'll be hooked!
And this is long before the fifth chapter.
Listen, it's good, it's funny in the right places, it even has a plot. Read it. You'll thank me.