How friggen stupid can you be? So you’re telling me after six years, this supposed super successful, self-made/self-employed escort has never heard of or thought that one of her clients would drug her??? I can’t even. People do that to girls at party’s who are just dancing and trying to have a good time, the fem protag meets and has sex with strangers for a living. What made her think she was so special that shady people wouldn’t try to do that to her too, especially with the added “advantage” that she’s already there to have sex with them?
And if the worst happened (which it did) and a client got rough with her or tried to kidnap, murder, or rape her, she didn’t have any contingency plans in place just in case other than a stupid gun (which only works if you can get your hands on it in time). How could she be so successful and well-known and not have encountered some crazies (assuming she has to actually go through a bad experience to know that she needs to be very careful in her profession, *eye roll*). So the author is trying to convince me that this woman who has no other obligations on her money or time decides to hoard it in banks and bedrooms instead of putting some of it to use improving her business’ security and ensuring her own safety? Hell, she could afford to hire body guards, take hard-core self-defense classes, hire personal trainers so she’s strong enough to give a creeper a run for their money, even additional phone technology that could enable her to send covert emergency messages to her business partner (though if her friend arrives without backup she wouldn’t be much help). The fem protag does None. Of. This. I can’t even.
I was also very doubtful that the pimps would have let her go YEARS operating her own business when the one that caught her said she had been taking his business for a while. Why, all of a sudden, did he come after her? Maybe they explain later, I didn’t get very far, but that sounds a little ridiculous to me. People are always warring over territory, and in Las Vegas, where prostitution is legal and a single woman just drops from the sky and starts making bank? The rival pimps should have been lining up to take her down or force her into their fold.
The thing that really killed this book for me though, is after the situation in the hotel room, when the fem protag wakes up in this strange room in her underwear she sees “water” on the table next to her She. Drinks. It. After she had just been drugged by another guy and had the crap beat outta her. No hesitation, no nothing. Then a couple minutes later (audiobook) she’s refusing food like the liquid she just drank couldn’t have possibly been spiked. But she doesn’t hold her ground on the “pain killers” the guy I suspect is the male protag (?) tried to give her. I don’t care how achy you are, if you just got drugged by some psycho and what he gave you took your memory away (temporarily), why the ever-loving hell would you take something this strange man gives you even if he insists? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
I also didn’t like the ridiculous “I’m a bad ass” monologue the fem protag went into at the start of the book. My eyes just about rolled outta my head. I’d rather be shown than told, and all that exposition right at the beginning (which wasn’t necessary) was like an overloaded diaper. The author just kept piling shit in. The worst of it? That monologue wasn’t even true, she isn’t a bad ass. Within the first hour or so she makes some very, very stupid decisions which shows her extreme naïveté, though she’s been in the business for years. When the male protag is introduced, I saw the fem protag as nothing more than a really mature street teen even though she’s a grown ass woman.
The one sex scene I heard was cheesy to no end. It sounded like a parody of a porno.