Bounty hunter not-so-extraordinare Stephanie Plum is in another pickle. She's inadvertently caught the attention of at least one ruthless killer. It all starts when Vinnie, Stephanie's boss and cousin, makes the mistake of granting an immigration bond on Samuel Singh. What should be a routine pickup is anything but when Stephanie tracks down Singh in Vegas, only to find him dead.

Something about this case is very strange, and the sooner Stephanie can figure out what, the better—if for no other reason than to avoid having to travel with Lula, who's acquired strange new dietary habits.

Stephanie's on-again, off-again relationship with Joe Morelli is back on, while her indefinable relationship with Ranger remains that. Both men worry when bodies keep turning up around Stephanie, but trying to protect her is easier said than done, as Ranger's men soon learn.

Watch out! Stephanie is back, and rather than being hazardous to all vehicles around her, this time it's her bodyguards that need to run for cover. Fast-paced and as witty and humorous as all her Plum novels, TO THE NINES is vintage Evanovich. (Jul., 320 pp., $25.95)

Reviewed by: 
Jill M. Smith