Phoebe is freshly dumped, like an old Pepsi can on the side of the road, by a boy with bad hair riding a Ducati. So she isn"t exactly jazzed to discover her ex-boyfriend was a drug-dealer, and she"s accidentally ended up with his merchandise. Phoebe figures she might as well take advantage of her situation, as young people are encouraged to do in the free-market economy, and it"s about then that Jackson Sinclair, the impossibly sexy policeman, starts asking some difficult questions and Phoebe has to figure out if she wants him to kiss her or arrest her. "This is a sexy, funny, dangerous bitch of a book. Nobody does chick noir like KB." - John Birmingham
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