Turbo Twenty-Three (Stephanie Plum, #23)

by Janet Evanovich

My hamster, Rex, was asleep in his soup can when I put the grocery bags on the kitchen counter. I tapped on his cage and told him I got Froot Loops, but he didn’t come out. “Your loss, Mister,” I said. Rex knew it wasn’t a loss. Rex knew he’d get the Froot Loops on his terms. This was pretty much true for all the

males in my life…rodents and otherwise.

The slogan printed in black over the door to Yummytown said “Orange you happy to

be working in an ice cream factory!”

If I opened the door and saw Oompa-Loompas working the line I was going to run like ...