Book Info:

Classification: Mystery (SERIES)
Author: Janet Evanovich
Publisher: HarperCollins
Copyright: 2006

Review #1

Reviewer: Nancy
Book Rating:
Reviewer Comments: Okay, so this isn't Stephanie Plum, but it's still laugh-out-loud funny. Barney is back, working for (and trying to resist) Nascar Guy Sam Hooker. When another driver races to the win, Barney is convinced that he's cheating. And when bodies start to turn up, Barney and Hooker have to race against the clock to find the murderer before they end up in jail...or dead.

Review #2

Reviewer: Carol
Book Rating:
Reviewer Comments: Alexandra "Barney" Barnaby, first introduced in "Metro Girl", returns in this fun and sexy multi crime mystery. NASCAR driver Hooker and the Cigar Ladies Felicia and Rosa add to the cast of characters for a light quick read. Evanovich continues to create supporting characters who add immensely to her books.

Review # 3

Reviewer: Mariah
Book Rating:
Reviewer Comments: I care zip about car racing, but I still laughed my way through this book. Mechanic Alexandra Barnaby, more commonly known as Barney, and racecar driver Sam Hooker start out to help a friend and end up on the run from the bad guys, with hilarious results. This sequel to Metro Girl is much better than the original, in which 'NASCAR Guy' talked about himself in the third person and was as appealing as Jar Jar Binks. Thankfully, the authors have divested him of that habit in this second appearance. The crack-up character Lula from the Stephanie Plum series does not appear in the Barnaby books, but I felt that her spirit was there in the pages of it.

Review # 4

Reviewer: Gayle
Book Rating:
Reviewer Comments: I heard so much about this NASCAR themed series, and love most of Evanovich’s witty characters, I felt compelled to read this second installment of the series about mechanic turned sleuth Alexandra Barnaby and her on-again-off-again love interest, race car driver Sam Hooker.  What a major disappointment! The characters are so ridiculous and the story so far fetched from reality, it became harder and harder for me to turn the page.  At times I wonder whether the main character, an educated mechanical engineer, was just acting stupid or whether her exposure to the NASCAR scene made her so.  She would find a dead body, discuss whether or not to have sex, dispose of the body, discuss whether or not to have sex, hunt down hired killers, and hide out from a major police hunt with her sex-crazed ex-boyfriend while they tried to figure out who and why dead people kept getting in their path.  Who cares!  I would rather have dust on my shelf than this book and it gets a two only because Evanovich, even at her worst, can write.