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.
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