Fantasy in Death (In Death, #30)

by J.D. Robb

now I’ve got this image of some cock sitting at a swim-up bar at a resort, wearing sunshades and drinking one of those stupid drinks full of fruit and paper umbrellas.”

“It should have a little straw hat, too. Anyway,

“He equates his worth with his penis, and also uses it as a weapon.” “Okay, now I see it wearing a gold chain and toting a blaster. Stop now.”

“But they’ll be back in a few days. I think gaining insight into the penis may help in investigations down the road.”

I'm rolling with laughter 🤣🤣🤣

The murder and the method equaled more than business, Eve thought. More than a bigger share of the pie.

maybe the girl

“She’s lucky she made it in at all. She looks like she’d been thrown off a cliff.”

This is really building like the Holo game did the killing etc. That just doesn't work for me.

“Don’t you fucking give up. I know who did this to you. I know who killed Bart. I’m going after him, and I’m going to win. Then he’s going to pay.

Who? I'm so confused.