Takedown Twenty by Janet Evanovich

Posted June 7, 2015 by karenbaron in Mystery, Review, Romance, Series, Women's Fiction / 0 Comments

Takedown Twenty by Janet Evanovich

Takedown Twenty

by Janet Evanovich
five-stars
Series: Stephanie Plum #20
Series Rating: five-stars
Published by Bantam on November 19th 2013
Genres: Humorous Action and Adventure Mystery
Pages: 307
Format: Hardcover
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Also in this series: Top Secret Twenty-One, Tricky Twenty-Two, Turbo Twenty-Three, Hardcore Twenty-Four, Look Alive Twenty-Five , Twisted Twenty-Six, Fortune and Glory, Game On: Tempting Twenty-Eight, Going Rogue: Rise and Shine Twenty-Nine

New Jersey bounty hunter Stephanie Plum knows better than to mess with family. But when powerful mobster Salvatore “Uncle Sunny” Sunucchi goes on the lam in Trenton, it’s up to Stephanie to find him. Uncle Sunny is charged with murder for running over a guy (twice), and nobody wants to turn him in—not his poker buddies, not his bimbo girlfriend, not his two right-hand men, Shorty and Moe. Even Trenton’s hottest cop, Joe Morelli, has skin in the game, because—just Stephanie’s luck—the godfather is his actual godfather. And while Morelli understands that the law is the law, his old-world grandmother, Bella, is doing everything she can to throw Stephanie off the trail.
It’s not just Uncle Sunny giving Stephanie the run-around. Security specialist Ranger needs her help to solve the bizarre death of a top client’s mother, a woman who happened to play bingo with Stephanie’s Grandma Mazur. Before Stephanie knows it, she’s working side by side with Ranger and Grandma at the senior center, trying to catch a killer on the loose—and the bingo balls are not rolling in their favor.
With bullet holes in her car, henchmen on her tail, and a giraffe named Kevin running wild in the streets of Trenton, Stephanie will have to up her game for the ultimate takedown.

Takedown Twenty by Janet Evanovich is a great book.

Okay I know I’m just jumping in and reviewing one of the newest books of the Stephanie Plum mysteries. It would have been tedious for me to go all the way to the first book and work my way forward. Janet Evanovich has once again provided a very well written out book for Stephanie Plum.

I know that some people might be done with the love triangle that Stephanie has put herself into with both Joe Morelli and Ranger. Some people are also probably tired of reading about Stephanie’s stuff getting blown up or whatever else happens to Stephanie’s things but I’m not like that as I love everything that Janet has done in the Stephanie Plum novels. Including the whole thing of Stephanie’s love triangle and her stuff getting blown up. Granted the love triangle is getting old but oh well.

Grandma Mazur, like always, is a hoot and so is Lulu. This book was a great read all the way from the beginning to the end where Stephanie gets the bad guys and that Kevin is safe and sound someplace. I actually couldn’t believe the whole thing about Kevin the giraffe while I was reading it as that was both weird and funny at the same time. But everything about this book is a total Janet book and that is what I love about it.

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About Janet Evanovich

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Janet’s Bio (quoted from her website)

When I was a kid I spent a lot of time in LaLa Land. La la Land is like an out-of-body experience –while your mouth is eating lunch your mind is conversing with Captain Kirk. Sometimes I’d pretend to sing opera. My mother would send me to the grocery store down the street, and off I’d go, caterwauling at the top of my lungs. Before the opera thing I went through a horse stage where I galloped everywhere and made holes in my Aunt Lena’s lawn with my hooves. Aunt Lena was a good egg. She understood that the realities of daily existence were lost in the shadows of my looney imagination.After graduation from South River High School, I spent four years in the Douglass College art department, honing my ability to wear torn Levis, learning to transfer cerebral excitement to primed canvas. Painting beat the heck out of digging holes in lawns, but it never felt exactly right. It was frustrating at best, excruciating at worst. My audience was too small. Communication was too obscure. I developed a rash from pigment.

Somewhere down the line I started writing stories. The first story was about the pornographic adventures of a fairy who lived in a second rate fairy forest in Pennsylvania. The second story was about …well never mind, you get the picture.

I sent my weird stories out to editors and agents and collected rejection letters in a big cardboard box. When the box was full I burned the whole damn thing, crammed myself into pantyhose and went to work for a temp agency.

Four months into my less than stellar secretarial career, I got a call from an editor offering to buy my last mailed (and heretofore forgotten) manuscript. It was a romance written for the now defunct Second Chance at Love line, and I was paid a staggering $2,000.

With my head reeling from all this money, I plunged into writing romance novels full time, saying good-by, good riddance to pantyhose and office politics. I wrote series romance for the next five years, mostly for Bantam Loveswept. It was a rewarding experience, but after twelve romance novels I ran out of sexual positions and decided to move into the mystery genre.

I spent two years retooling –drinking beer with law enforcement types, learning to shoot, practicing cussing. At the end of those years I created Stephanie Plum. I wouldn’t go so far as to say Stephanie is an autobiographical character, but I will admit to knowing where she lives.

It turns out I’m a really boring workaholic with no hobbies or special interests. My favorite exercise is shopping and my drug of choice is Cheeze Doodles.

I read comic books and I only watch happy movies. I motivate myself to write by spending my money before I make it. And when I grow up I want to be just like Grandma Mazur.

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