When Nora Wolfe tires of her millionaire husband Jack, she orders her stoned surfer boy-toy to handle his elimination, but when Jack approaches Chad with his own murderous plot, things become both complicated and funny. Reprint.
If this book had a flavor it would taste like a smooth and clear martini by the pool in a hot summer night. It can be easily absorbed from your system and leave you happy and relaxed.
"Why don't you just divorce him and take half the money?" "Because I signed a prenup even God couldn't break." Well, thank my lucky stars and garters I'm a Jew. When I hear about deals that God can't break I know who they're made with.
And some extra:
"The future lay in annihilating the mind, wiping our memories, eliminating the past and making the present numb enough to bear for the guiltiest murdered or for the most guiltless survivor."