Book #37 was Whiskey Sour, the first Jacqueline â€œJackâ€ Daniels mystery from J.A. Konrath.Â The back of the book reads:
Lieutenant Jacqueline ‘Jack’ Daniels is having a bad week. Her live-in boyfriend has left her for his personal trainer, chronic insomnia has caused her to max out her credit cards with late-night home shopping purchases, and a frightening killer who calls himself ‘The Gingerbread Man’ is dumping mutilated bodies in her district. Between avoiding the FBI and its moronic profiling computer, joining a dating service, mixing it up with street thugs, and parrying the advances of an uncouth PI, Jack and her binge-eating partner, Herb, must catch the maniac before he kills again….and Jack is next on his murder list. Whiskey Sour is full of laugh-out-loud humor and edge-of-your-seat suspense, and it introduces a fun, fully drawn heroine in the grand tradition of Kinsey Millhone, Stephanie Plum, and Kay Scarpetta.
I liked this because it was different than other detective novels Iâ€™ve read recently. Jack isnâ€™t the typical female lead detective — i.e., sheâ€™s not young, hot, and sexy.Â Instead, Jack is 46, going grey, and showing the effects of 15 years of chronic insomnia.Â And her latest live-in just left her for his personal trainer. She becomes a focus of â€œThe Gingerbread Manâ€ after he spots her taking charge of his crime scene.Â Not only do you get Jackâ€™s side of things in this story, you get his.Â The portrayal of the FBI here is pretty laughable and inaccurate, but I understand that itâ€™s meant to be comic relief, nothing more.Â Iâ€™ll definitely read more books in this series.
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