Fortune and Glory: Tantalizing Twenty-Seven (Stephanie Plum, #27)

by Janet Evanovich

“No guts, no glory,”

And here’s the clincher.” I paused for effect. “He had Chardonnay chilling in his fridge.” “What? Are you shitting me? Chardonnay? Morelli isn’t no Chardonnay drinker.” “I think it must have been in there for his girlfriend.” “The bitch. I bet she’s a blonde, too.” “Yes! And thin.”

Here it is. You think you know someone and then next thing they tell you is that they want a Chihuahua named Chardonnay.

“Do you think she’s after our bounty money?” “Worse,” I said. “I think she’s after our fortune and glory.”

This is why I don’t keep a loaded gun. I might have been tempted to shoot one of us.

Only the fearless can be great.

I wanted to reinvent myself and I didn’t know where to begin.” “Everyone wants to be a better version of themselves,” he said. “It’s easy for you because you just needed a new jacket. For some other people the job is more complicated.”