Sophie Metropolis, the newest PI to hit the streets of
Astoria, Queens, is learning all she can about the
detective business working at her Uncle Spyros' agency.
Her latest nail biting case involves serving papers to a
man who's a master when it comes to avoiding getting
serviced. When a local dry cleaner everyone
affectionately calls Uncle Tolly goes missing, Sophie's
mother informs her that not only is it suspected that the
mob is behind the disappearance, but Sophie's mom has also
offered up Sophie's services to the missing man's wife.
As far as Sophie's concerned, there is no mob. That is
until she finds a double set of books at the dry cleaners
and gets told to back off by the very handsome Tony
Dipiazzo. When not running from Tony's thugs, Sophie's
busy huntinng for Fred, the missing ferret of a wheelchair
bound girl, looking to find proof that a man who filed a
disability claim is actually faking it and trying to
figure out sexy Australian Jake Porter. He doesn't seem
to pick up on Sophie's not so subtle hints but he manages
to always be there when she needs him most. If that
weren't enough, Sophie's mother is convinced that her
father is having an affair so she put Sophie on that case
too. When a late night rendezvous with an informant lands
her in cement shoes, literally, Sophie knows it's way past
time for her to sink or swim on this case.
DIRTY LAUNDRY is the type of book that will appeal to
everyone. It has danger, excitement, humor and a zany
supporting cast that'll keep you entertained. The second
book in the Sophie Metropolis series, this one's a
definite don't miss. I haven't had the pleasure of
reading the first book in this series but having read
DIRTY LAUNDRY, I can't wait to get my hands on it. Sophie
is a riot and her family's just as crazy. Jake Porter is
such a mystery man that you can't help but want to know
more about him. I loved every page of this story and
can't wait for the next installment.
Sofie Metropolis is the newest P.I. on the mean streets of
Astoria, Queens. She's known for her trademark frappes and
her itchy trigger finger. She even shot one of her own
clients!
Well, he was trying to kill her at the time . . . and she
only hit him in the knee . . . .
Sofie's hot on the trail of a missing pet ferret--wait,
aren't those illegal in New York City?--and a missing dry
cleaner. According to his furious wife, Aglaia, Uncle Tolly
was acting odd right before he disappeared. The proof? The
brand-new Mercedes Tolly just bought. And the business's
books, which show that Uncle Tolly was laundering more than
just clothes.
Which is where the mob comes in, in the darkly handsome
figure of Tony DiPiazza. Tony's very taken with Sofie. Too
bad she won't back off the money-laundering and kidnapping
(or is it murder?) investigation.
Really too bad, since hunky Australian bounty hunter/man of
mystery Jake Porter is hanging around again, tinkering
under
the hood of Sofie's car and kissing Sofie like he really
means it, only she's too busy to notice.
Too busy: being attacked by a malevolent dry-cleaning bag;
bailing Aglaia out of jail; airing out her apartment after
an assault by noxious dog-farts; and spying on her own
father. Because Sofie's mother thinks that after nearly
thirty years of marriage, her husband is having an affair.
Can't anyone stay faithful for five minutes?
Sofie's quest for the truth gets her into hot water--and a
pair of cement overshoes. It's not her best look.