Oh, Janet. I love you. I love your slightly control freak women who don’t exactly have a handle on their lives, your devilishly handsome men who like to live in the grey area of morality, and most especially, the wacky hijinks you cook up.
The Chase picks up where The Heist left off, with FBI Special Agent Kate O’Hare and master criminal Nick Fox (get it with the names?) secretly teaming up to recover a Chinese artifact that has gone missing. See, the Chinese loaned the US a bronze rooster awhile ago, and a rich Chinese guy wanted it back. Sure, no problem, except the rooster’s a fake; the real one was stolen years ago. Nick hatches a plan, but you know what they say about best laid plans. Shenanigans ensue, and some of the old B characters come back for a cameo. My favorites are Kate’s dad, a former Army Ranger (or something like that) who lives in his other daughter’s garage, but can still, at 60+, save the day in a helicopter with a knife strapped to his thigh, and Wilma, a blowsy broad who can drive, pilot, fly, or steer just about anything.
This isn’t a particularly challenging book, the mystery isn’t a deep psychological thriller, but sometimes I don’t want that. Sometimes, I want to read to escape, and Janet lets me do that when she takes me in to her weird, wacky worlds. Plus, also, Nick is kind of hot, so that helps. (Not Ranger hot – because nobody is – but I wouldn’t kick him out of bed, and sometimes a girl needs to have a pretend white collar criminal boyfriend.)
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