The Job

How is this only the third in the series? It's a testament to the professionalism and craft of Evanovich and Goldberg that this feels like a series that's been around for at least a half-dozen books, a well-oiled machine.

The hook to this particular case – someone posing as Nick Fox pulling off some major heists – was pretty fun, and a great excuse for Kate to go jet-setting around the world. That lasted just long enough to set up the major target for this novel: one of the biggest, baddest, most mysterious Drug Lords in the world. Thankfully, he has a pretty major Achilles' heel that Nick and Kate were able to take advantage of. In just about any other series, I'd cry “foul” about someone like Lester Menendez falling for this implausible con. But it totally worked in this world – and would probably have worked if Nate Ford and the crew had tried it, too. Slick talking, fast work and a hint of danger (more from the psychotic bodyguard Reyna Socorro and her trusty AK-47 than from her boss) – and bam. The bad guy gets defrauded and sent away for a long time.

The major difference between this one and the previous two installments is that the rest of the team doesn't have as major a role to play – don't get me wrong, the usual players and some new faces are there and important. We just don't spend as much time with them – it's more heavily geared to being the Nick and Kate Show. They're even restrained in their use of Jake O'Hare. I don't have anything against the rest of the team, and really enjoy some of them – but I'm glad that they were put in a secondary position this time. As long as they get featured more prominently on a regular basis, I think focusing on the title pair makes sense.

The only suspense really is how far the “Will They/Won't They” go. We all know that Fox and O'Hare will get their target, we may not be sure how – we won't know how much fun there'll be along the way, how much private property will be destroyed, and how many exotic (or domestic) locales will be visited along the way. And it's fine that this isn't a suspense-filled series. It's a lot of fun. That's what it promises, and that's what it delivers – as long as we don't look for more than banter, impossible cons and slick writing, we won't be disappointed.

Not that the first two were slogs by any stretch of the imagination, but I raced through this – with a little more sleep, I'd have tackled this in one sitting, but I had to leave the last 50 pages for another day. The writing, the plot, the banter was just so smooth it was almost impossible to stop once I got started. I thoroughly enjoyed this one and already am looking forward to the next.

These books (and their titles and the covers) blur together so badly I cannot which ones I've read but when I want to read the equivalent of an episode of Castle or Hawaii 5-0, these fit the bill. Total fluff and fold bordering on Lethal Weapon-grade antics. I read this sometime this summer trying to remember if I'd already read it or not. James Bond minus the misogyny and less alcohol, more chocolate.