The eighth book in the Poppy Fields’ series and just as enjoyable as the previous seven. If you like your spy/thriller/adventure series to be realistic – this probably isn’t for you. But, if you are willing to suspend your disbelief for a couple of hours, then you are in for a treat. The story races along at a breakneck speed across Europe and Turkey. There are double-crossing billionaires, guns, dead bodies galore, abductions, rescue, more abductions, high fashion, an attack-chihuahua and a package whose contents threaten world security. And, a bit of romance and tour guiding thrown in too for good measure.
The writing is – as usual – very witty. The main characters: socialite Poppy, her drop-dead-gorgeous boyfriend/minder Mark (aka Thor) and bacon-loving chihuahua Consuela make a great team, trying to track down (and hold on to) the repeatedly stolen package that Poppy’s Russian billionaire step-father has asked her to collect. Consuela is the most diminutive member of the team, but don’t let her size – nor the cute picture on the cover – mislead you. Consuela is probably the most dangerous of the three – as several of the baddies discover.
Part of me hopes that eventually Poppy and Thor will have and undisturbed week or two together, with no international intrigue or guns – but where would be the fun in that?