My Uncle Pip died and left me his lucky bottle. I suppose I’m fortunate because he left my Grandma Mazur his false teeth. So, I’ve got this bottle now, and I don’t exactly know what to do with it. It’s not like I have a mantel. My name is Stephanie Plum, and I live in a bare-bones apartment on the outer edge of Trenton, New Jersey. I share the apartment with my hamster Rex, and he doesn’t know what to do with the bottle either. The lucky bottle is the size and shape of a beer bottle. The glass is red, and it looks hand-blown. It’s not entirely ugly, especially if you like beer, but it’s also not exotically pretty. And so far it hasn’t been very lucky. I have the bottle sitting on my kitchen counter, between Rex’s hamster cage and the brown bear cookie jar that holds my gun.
It was Monday morning, halfway through June, and Lula was in my apartment doing a pity pick-up because my hunk of junk car was dead, and I needed a ride to work.
“Hunh,” Lula said. “What’s that red bottle on your counter.”
“It’s my magic bottle.”
“Oh yeah, what’s so magic about it? It don’t look too lucky to me. Looks like one of them designer beer bottles only it’s got a fancy glass stopper in it.”
“It’s my inheritance from Uncle Pip.”
“I remember Uncle Pip,” Lula said. “He was older than dirt, right? Had a big carbuncle on his forehead. He was the one wandered out of the senior complex a couple weeks ago during that thunder storm, pissed on a downed electric wire, and electrocuted himself.”
“Yep. That was Uncle Pip.”
I’m a bond enforcement agent, working for my cousin Vinnie, and Lula is the office file clerk, wheelman, and fashion maven. Lula likes the challenge of fitting her plus size body into a size 8 poison green spandex miniskirt and leopard print top, and somehow it all comes together for Lula. Lula’s skin is milk chocolate, her hair this week is fire engine red, and her attitude is pure Jersey.
I’m a couple inches taller than Lula and where her body is overly voluptuous, mine is more 34B. My idea of fashion is a girl cut stretchy t-shirt, jeans and sneakers. My skin is nowhere near chocolate, my shoulder-length, naturally curly hair is plain ol’ brown and often pulled back into a ponytail, my eyes are blue, and I’m still trying to find my attitude.
I hung my purse on my shoulder and pushed Lula to the door. “We need to move. Connie called ten minutes ago, and she sounded frantic.”
“What’s with that?” Lula said. “Last time Connie was frantic was never.”
Connie Rosolli is the bail bonds office manager. My heritage is half Italian and half Hungarian. Connie is Italian through and through. Connie is a couple years older than I am, has more hair than I do, and a consistently better manicure. Her desk is strategically placed in front of Vinnie’s door, the better to slow down stiffed bookies, process servers, hookers with obviously active herpes, and a stream of perverted degenerates with quick rich schemes hatched while under the influence of who-knows-what.
Sizzling Sixteen by Janet Evanovich, copyright © 2010 by the author and reprinted with permission from St. Martin’s Griffin, an imprint of St. Martin’s Press, LLC:
Go Plum loco as someone’s out to kill Vinnie, Lula gets caught in a Ponzi scheme and Stephanie chases a dangerous skip.
Hardcover Book : 320 pages
Publisher: St. Martin's Press, LLC ( June 22, 2010 )
Item #: 12-956324
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 0.75inches
Product Weight: 12.0 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
This book has much of the same humor we've seen in the first fifteen works of the series, but it is still funny and it does have some new schticks.
I have enjoyed all of Janet Evonovich's books but this one was not near as entertaining as the others. I think she needs to have Stephanie make up her mind which man she is going to stick with. Both her love interests are very interesting but it is really getting old that she can't make up her mind which man she really wants to be with. Stephanie Plum, Lola and Carol are very interesting characters but the story is getting old. Add some more spice with the next book or retire the series. I am still looking forward to the next book and hopefully it is more exciting. I do love the new Mooner character and hope to see him in the next book.
I've been a fan of the Stephanie Plum series since "One For The Dough." I couldn't wait until the next book came out. One time when I was reading in a restaurant and a gentleman came up to me and said "That book must be funny" because I LMAO while I read them.
However then it came to "Sizzling Sixteen" there was no fire. I was so incredibly bored through the entire book. I don't know whether Ms. Evanovich just rushed this through since she was changing publishers or not, but it has nothing of the pep and fun from the previous books.
If this is how her Stephanie Plum books are going to be, maybe it's time for her to end them.
I hope #17 is a lot better.
the romance triangle needs to go;the same boring scenes are played and replayed in each of her novels;very little is fresh and i will not be reading #17. retire the series
I do agree its time for Stephanie to quit this tug of war w/Joe & Ranger! Its time to pick one or neither & just move on w/it already. Other than that, it was a great book filled w/lots of laughs, especially the Mooner parts! I always look forward to whats next to come, but hoping for a better romance plot for Stephanie.