Stephanie Plum is thinking her career as a fugitive apprehension agent has run its course. She’s been shot at, spat at, cussed at, fire-bombed, mooned, and attacked by dogs. Stephanie thinks it’s time for a change. So she quits. She wants something safe and normal. But the kind of trouble she had at the bail bonds office can’t compare to the kind of trouble she finds herself facing now…
Stephanie is stalked by a maniac returned from the grave for the sole purpose of putting her into a burial plot of her own. He’s killed before, and he’ll kill again if given the chance. Caught between staying far away from the bounty hunter business and staying alive, Stephanie reexamines her life and the possibility that being a bounty hunter is the solution rather than the problem. After disturbingly brief careers at the button factory, Kan Klean Dry Cleaners, and Cluck-in-a-Bucket, Stephanie takes an office position in security, working for Ranger, the sexiest, baddest bounty hunter and businessman on two continents. Tempers and temperatures rise as competition ratchets up between the two men in her life — her on-again, off-again boyfriend, tough Trenton cop Joe Morelli, and her boss, Ranger. Can Stephanie Plum take the heat? Can you?
I loved the dynamics in this book. Stephanie working for Ranger was great as it finally showed that she has some serious brains and can do the work. All the other books make her seem pretty dumb, and everything seems to work out in the end due to pure dumb luck. While luck still plays a significant role here, she puts in some serious work and research to get there. Working for Ranger also meant more one-on-one time with him and Stephanie, which I was dying to see. Ranger keeps getting better and better every book.
Morelli being dependent on Stephanie for once was also great. She steps up and shows how responsible she can be – when she wants to be.
I usually enjoy the Plum family drama, but it was nice this time to have it sorted early on with a reasonably easy solution. This left the family on the back burner for most of Eleven on Top, which was a nice change.
With bombs, creepy notes, and jelly doughnut withdrawal sex drive explosions – what more could you want?