“I like cars the way I like my men. I pick them up, grab the stick, and drive them hard down the straightaways and fast around the curves.”
― Janet Evanovich and Lee Goldberg, The Chase
The Chase: Fox and O’Hare #2; Janet Evanovich & Lee Goldberg, 2014.
As with their first novel under team ‘Evanovich & Goldberg’, these authors have once again given us, their readers, an all out butt-kicking, gotta-run-to-keep-up,damn-I-wish-it-wasn’t-over novel, full of fast paced action with characters interesting enough to withstand a few short stories of their own.
From the Burb’s of Southern California to the smog filled landscapes of Beijing to the green-green-hills of somewhere on the eastern sea board, these authors have our hero’s running around the world, pulling scams and breaking laws that force the question; does the end always justify the means?
In their case, the answer is a resounding yes – as long as they don’t get caught that is. And let’s face it, we all know that the only difference between a thief and a government agent is, one wears a badge, the other doesn’t (unless he or she is pulling off a scam, then they’ll wear whatever badge suits the purpose).
‘The Chase’, like ‘The Heist’, is a great read for those occasions when my idea of cutting loose involves glass, ice cubes, sunshine, shorts, tank top and a deck chair. Which is another way of saying, it’s the perfect read for vacations, long flights, boring weekends and just plan ‘I’m not home’ kinda days.
On my reader’s scale of 1-5 stars, I’m giving ‘The Chase’ 3.5 for good story and 4 for being my reader version of ‘Calgon take me away’- without all the water of course.
The Review: by SSpjut
The Heist; Janet Evanovich & Lee Goldberg, 2013; Bantam Books, NY
I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve yet to read a Janet Evanovich novel, be it Stephanie Plum or Lizzy Tucker, that required a great deal of brain cells to navigate. That rude statement being said, I’ve also never read a Janet Evanovich-Stephanie Plum-Lizzy Tucker novel, I didn’t like. Call me schizophrenic, but if I need to kick back and unplug my mind from writing, researching and all the other brain sucking things authors must do through out the day, the last thing I want to do is pick up a book that challenges what few active brain cells I’ve still got functioning – without the aid of stimulants, legal or otherwise.
Now that we have that TMI out-of-the-way, let’s get on with the review.
Loved it! Loved it! Loved it!
Like everything else Evanovich, and now her cohort Lee Goldberg, has written, this new series has all the ingredients for a fast paced, funny, I-can’t-wait-until-the-next-book, gotta read it.
Throughout its entire 304 pages, characters FBI Special Agent Kate O’Hare and her nemesis con-man Nicolas Fox, lead us on a marry chase with a butt-kicking heroin, a smooth talkin ladies man and enough love-hate-wish-we-could-but-can’t romance, to keep the pages turning fast enough to generate a little smoke of their own.
On my readers scale of 1-5 stars, I’m giving The Heist 3.5 stars for being a good read, and 4 stars for never disappointing.