My name is Stephanie Plum, and I work as a bond enforcement agent, also known as a bounty hunter, for my cousin Vinnie. I have a hamster named Rex, a utilitarian apartment, and my toaster is broken. On the inside Morelli is now the sexy guy with the toaster. On the outside Morelli is still street tough and dangerously alluring. He has a dog named Bob, and a nice little house, and a toaster. He used to be the hair-raising part of my life, but my life has had a lot of changes, and now he’s the normal part. He’s a Trenton cop now, and he’s my off-again, on-again boyfriend. He’s two years older than I am, and for most of my school years, spending time with Morelli was like a visit to the dark side, alluring and frightening. Joe Morelli is one of those good surprises. And sometimes the surprise is just friggin’ confusing. And sometimes the surprise turns out to be bad. Sometimes the surprise turns out to be good. Sometimes people are a big surprise, just like the salt cake. Sometimes you just can’t tell what’s on the inside from looking at the outside. It looked like a cake, but as soon as you cut into it and took a taste, you knew something else was going on. I baked the cake, iced the cake, and served it up. When I was twelve years old I accidentally substituted salt for sugar in a cake recipe.
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