Showing posts with label L is for Lawless. Show all posts
Showing posts with label L is for Lawless. Show all posts

December 6, 2017

‘L’ Is For Lawless by Sue Grafton

Synopsis:
When Kinsey Millhone's landlord asks her to help deceased World War II vet Johnnie Lee's family find out why the military has no record of his service, she thinks it'll be a cinch. But she is about to meet her match in world-class prevaricators who take her for the ride of her life.
When Lee's apartment in burgled and a man named Ray Rawson, who claims to be an old friend of Lee's, is beaten up, Kinsey soon finds herself on the trail of a pregnant woman with a duffel bag. Soon the intrepid P.I. is following leads halfway across the country and encountering another man from Lee's past—a vengeful psychopath.
Stalked by a new enemy and increasingly suspicious of Rawson—not to mention running out of time and money—now Kinsey must steer a collision course to solve a decades-old mystery that some would like better left unsolved.…

L is another action-packed and thrilling installment in the Kinsey Millhone series. This one barely takes place in California as Kinsey is forced to Texas while following a lead.
It seems that she got into more nonsense than usual this time around. I mean, she stole a maid’s uniform and pretended she was part of housekeeping. Meanwhile,  I was laughing through it all.
These books have a way of being highly entertaining and humorous while maintaining integrity and offering up a true thriller.
L keeps you on your toes and keeps the pages turning.

4/5 stars only because I missed the California crew.

Memorable Quotes: “I don’t mean to be a bitch, but in the future I intend to hesitate before I do a favor for the friend of a friend.”

“This is the beauty of keeping up those skills. In a crisis situation, I had only to open my mouth and a fib flopped out. An unpracticed liar can’t always rise to the occasion like I can.”

“There’s a certain horror when you can’t quite remember who’s whistling so merrily behind the bathroom door. Often, when I found out, I couldn’t help but question my taste in male companionship. It didn’t take long to see morality as the quickest way to avoid self-loathing.”

“’What do you know about family?’
‘Not a thing. That’s my point. I like all this bickering now that I’ve got the hang of it.’”

“So far, almost everything I’d done was illegal except the vacuuming – breaking into hotel rooms, aiding and abetting escaped felons. Probably even the vacuuming broke some union contract. Why bother to get prissy at this late date?”


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