Okay, with this book Stuart Woods slid into the comedy genre. Excellent. He USED to a pretty decent thriller writer. I'm still not sure why his protagonist, an attorney, ends up tracking down missing persons or being hired to keep people safe from their Highly Dangerous and Obsessive Exes, but that's what he does. And for someone who has two houses, a secretary, a cook, a housekeeper, and an airplane, I'm not sure why his secretary is constantly harping on him that they don't have enough money to pay the bills. Dude, stop living beyond your means.

In the last book, the first sex scene was on page 11, so I was disappointed that I had to wait all the way until page 16 for the first sex scene in this one. I thought maybe Woods was finally learning some restraint in that department. But lo, was I ever wrong. In this book, Stone (the detective turned attorney) gets not one, but two, threesomes! Of course, neither of these are the woman he begins seeing at the beginning of the book - that would be Carrie.

Carrie is an actress and lip model who is newly divorced from Max. Depending on whose story you believe, either Carrie or Max is obsessive and violent. But since Stone is having sex with Carrie, of course he believes her. He puts her in touch with a security firm and they protect her from the Big, Bad Ex-Husband while Stone has lots and lots of sex with her.

In the meantime, Stone hears about the daughter of his boss' friend who is dating an Unsavory Guy who is probably into embezzling and drugs. Stone is hired to legally make the guy disappear from the daughter's life forever. Again, I have no idea why one would turn to an attorney for such a job, but whatever. Stone, in turn, devises this grandiose plan utilising the NYPD, the FBI, helicopters, and raw eggs (don't ask).

It most likely doesn't bode well that, at one point in the book, Stone scalded his tongue and throat on too-hot coffee and I guffawed with laughter.