I’m Stephanie Plum. Jersey girl. Rutgers graduate. Successful underachiever working for Vincent Plum Bail Bonds as a recovery agent, hunting down losers who’ve skipped out on their bond.

Stephanie Plum, Trenton’s most underappreciated bounty hunter, is on the trail of a stolen cache of dirty diamonds.

Stephanie’s new assignment seems simple enough. A local jeweller wants her to locate his former security guard, who he is convinced has stolen a fortune in diamonds. Stephanie is also looking for another man arrested for robbing the same jewellery store on the same day.

With her boyfriend Morelli away on police business, Stephanie is taking care of Morelli’s giant orange dog, who will devour anything, including the upholstery in Stephanie’s car. Morelli’s absence means the inscrutable, irresistible security expert Ranger is front and centre in Stephanie’s life when things go sideways. And he seems determined to stay there.

An overnight stakeout with Stephanie’s mother and Grandma Mazur reveals three generations of women with nerves of steel and driving skills worthy of the most daring stock-car champions.

As the body count rises and witnesses disappear, it’s not easy for Stephanie to keep herself clean when everyone else is playing dirty. It’s a good thing Stephanie isn’t afraid of getting a little dirty, too.

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I’m sorry, I’m not sure why these books have such a high rating. 4.6/5? Really? The writing is soul-less and it feels like someone just put together some plots attempting to get some more money out of a series.

I didn’t care for any of the characters and the love triangle is more like a line…

The clifhanger won’t make me buy the next novel to see how it ends. Bin.