Stank Delicious (Hard Luck Hank, #5)

by Steven Campbell

The firearm was inlayed with vivid designs, encrusted with gems, and covered with precious metals. But underneath all that, it was still a gigantic gun whose muzzle ballooned out to twelve inches in width.

“I am Factotum license number 00003. There is no 1 or 2. They spelled my name wrong on the first two forms.

I knew I shouldn’t be annoyed that my butler was perpetually more talented than I was, but it did get tiresome.

an enormous fur coat that was too long and dragged on the ground like I was a fairy princess on her way to a wedding;