Twisted Twenty-Six by Janet Evanovich

Posted March 1, 2022 by BaronessMom in Mystery, Review, Romance, Series / 0 Comments

Twisted Twenty-Six by Janet Evanovich

Twisted Twenty-Six

by Janet Evanovich
five-stars
Series: Stephanie Plum #26
Series Rating: five-stars
Published by G.P. Putnam's Sons on November 12, 2019
Genres: Humorous Action and Adventure Mystery
Pages: 306
Format: Hardcover
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Also in this series: Takedown Twenty, Top Secret Twenty-One, Tricky Twenty-Two, Turbo Twenty-Three, Hardcore Twenty-Four, Look Alive Twenty-Five , Fortune and Glory, Game On: Tempting Twenty-Eight, Going Rogue: Rise and Shine Twenty-Nine


Stephanie Plum's career has taken more wrong turns than a student driver on the Jersey Turnpike, and her love life is a hopeless tangle. In order to save someone dear to her, she'll have to straighten things out in Twisted Twenty-Six the latest, novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Janet Evanovich.

Grandma Mazur is a widow...again. This time her marriage lasted a whole 45 minutes. The unlucky groom was one Jimmy Rosolli, local gangster, lothario (senior division) and heart attack waiting to happen...well, the waiting's over.
It's a sad day, but if she can't have Jimmy at least Grandma can have all the attention she wants as the dutiful widow. But some kinds of attention are not welcomed, particularly when Jimmy's former "business partners" are convinced that his widow is keeping the keys to their financial success for herself.
As someone who has spent an entire career finding bad guys, a set of missing keys should be no challenge for Stephanie Plum. Problem is, the facts are as twisted as a boardwalk pretzel with mustard.

Twisted Twenty-Six by Janet Evanovich is funny, kind of crazy, and filled with family.

Can Stephanie find the keys before Grandma Muzar is kidnapped and tortured?

Stephanie

Things are harder to handle when your family is involved. Stephanie is having a hard time with the state of her life, but she doesn’t know what to do differently. Now that Grandma is back from her trip and a widow again, everyone wants what they think Grandma has, with Jimmy’s money or “the Keys”. Stephanie is trying to save Grandma, but she doesn’t know where to start. Oh, and Grandma doesn’t make it easy for Stephanie to keep her safe.

There are some changes in Stephanie. I look forward to seeing how they play out in the next few books.

Twisted Twenty-Six CRThe Plums

We get to know the Plum family a lot better. Mr. Plum is not happy that someone is after his mother-in-law and has started carrying a baseball bat around. Mrs. Plum is hitting the “iced tea” harder than normal, but the ironing apparently comes in handy. Grandma…well, what can I say. She is Grandma and quite the handful. I love her and hope that I make my kids drink “iced tea” and iron when I am her age. Although, I doubt that as I don’t think my kids know how to iron anything.

Five Stars

Another five-star rating for Twisted Twenty-Six by Janet Evanovich. Ms. Evanovich does such a wonderful job of transporting me to Trenton, New Jersey, that I am completely immersed in the story and can forget about everything else. I highly recommend this series if you haven’t already found it for yourself.

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Check out the interview with Janet Evanovich from a few years ago HERE.

Thank you for dropping by! I hope you enjoyed this review of Twisted Twenty-Six by Janet Evanovich.

Until the next time,

Jen Signature for BBT

 

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About Janet Evanovich

Janet Evanovich

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.

Reading this book contributed to these challenges:

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