This, like the other "between the numbers" books has Stephanie Plum involved in a holiday caper. Missing is the sexual tension of her Ranger vs. Joe Morelli love life. In fact, they barely appear in any of the books. Taking the place of her usual men is the otherworldly and mysterious Diesel. I get a kick out of these books. It makes sense to leave Morelli and Ranger for the regular series, and Diesel is colorful enough to not have to duke it out with the other men in Stephanie's life.
With equal parts humor and adventure, Evanovich gives her fans a chance to reconnect with our favorite heroine. This time Diesel needs Stephanie's help to catch a con man who thinks he's a leprechaun. Is he? That's for you to decide. The story involves stolen mob money and a stolen race horse, and a trip to Atlantic City to recapture a runaway Grandma Mazur.
I personify the adage "love is blind" when it comes to these books. I read, but can't even begin to compare Evanovich's other books and series to the Stephanie Plum numbers books. No matter what criticism I see about them, I adore each of them. I own the entire series in hard back and they sit unashamedly on my shelves along with my classics and literary gems. There is no other series of books that can transport me around my home state while laughing my fool head off. These are the books that as soon as I close the cover at the end, I have an incredible urge to just start right back at the beginning. So, obviously, I am not the person to give you any sort of literary criticism. I find no fault with these books. I keep coming back for more.