By Janet Evanovich
Out of bail skippers and lease funds, Stephanie Plum throws warning to the wind and follows within the entrepreneurial bootsteps of large Bounty Hunter, Ranger, conducting morally right and marginally criminal organizations. So, a scumball blows himself to smithereens on her first day of policing a crack condo and the sheik she was once chauffeuring stole the limo. yet hiya, nobody's ideal! besides, Stephanie has different issues on her brain. Her mom wishes her to discover Uncle Fred who is lacking after arguing along with his rubbish corporation; homicidal rapist Benito Ramirez is again, quoting scripture and stalking Stephanie; vice cop Joe Morelli has a field of condoms with Stephanie's identify on it; and Stephanie's afraid Ranger has his finger on her set off. the complete gang's right here for mirth and mayhem in Janet Evanovich's High Five. learn at your personal danger in public locations.
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I have to consult you. " Then I known as Mary Lou and requested her to offer me a boost domestic. i did not imagine it was once this kind of stable concept to invite my dad to force so quickly once you have zapped. and that i did not want my mother to take me and depart my grandmother and father on my own in the home jointly. and primary and premier, i did not are looking to be there while my father went nuts at Grandma Mazur. "I've been death to listen to from you," Mary Lou stated whilst she picked me up. "What occurred with Morelli final evening? " "Not much. We observed the case he is engaged on, after which he took me domestic. " "That's it? " "Pretty a lot. " "No being silly? " "Nope. " "So allow me get this directly. final evening you have been with the 2 sexiest males within the complete global, and also you did not rating with both of them? " "There are different issues during this existence in addition to scoring with men," I stated. "Like what? " "I may possibly rating with myself " "You may perhaps move blind doing that. " "No! I suggest, i may be ok with myself. you recognize, like for those who do a task and it seems first-class. Or if you happen to set an ethical common for your self and follow it. " Mary Lou gave me the open-mouth, wrinkled-nose, this-is-a-load-of-bullshit glance. "What? " "Well, ok, so i have by no means had any of these issues take place, yet they can! " "And pigs may well fly," Mary Lou stated, "but in my opinion, i would particularly have an orgasm. " Mary Lou swung into the lot and stopped brief, jerking either one of us opposed to the shoulder harness. "Omigod," she stated. "Do you notice what i feel I see? " Ranger's Mercedes was once parked in shadow simply past the door. "Damn," Mary Lou acknowledged, "if he used to be looking ahead to me, i would want relies. " Ranger used to be leaning opposed to the auto, hands folded throughout his chest, no longer relocating. Very foreboding at midnight. certainly relies fabric. "Thanks for the ride," I stated to Mary Lou, my eyes on Ranger, puzzling over approximately his temper. "You going to be ok? He appears to be like so . . . risky. " "It's the hair. " "It's greater than the hair. " It used to be the hair, the eyes, the mouth, the physique, the gun on his hip . . . "I'll name you tomorrow," I advised Mary Lou. "Don't fear approximately Ranger. he isn't as undesirable as he appears. " ok, so I fib from time to time, yet it is usually for a very good reason. No element Mary Lou spending the evening in a nation. Mary Lou gave Ranger one final glance and whipped out of the lot. I took a deep breath and ambled over. "Where's the BMW? " Ranger requested. I pulled the plates and the piece of dashboard out of my bag and gave them to him. "I kind of had an issue . . . " His eyebrows raised, and a grin began to twitch on the corners of his mouth. "This is what is left of the automobile? " I nodded my head and swallowed. "It obtained stolen. " The smile widened. "And they left you the plates and registration tag. great contact. " i did not imagine it used to be a pleasant contact. i presumed it used to be very crappy. in reality, i used to be pondering my existence was once crappy. The bomb, Ramirez, Uncle Fred—and simply while i assumed i would succeeded at anything and made a trap, an individual stole my vehicle. the total crappy global was once thumbing its nostril at me. "Life sucks," I acknowledged to Ranger.