Big, badass Casey Jones, the smart-mouthed female PI with the thunder thighs and the bunny-soft heart, has everything you could possibly need to be an ace private investigator – except an investigator’s license.
Fifteen years ago, this hard-boiled babe walked out of a Florida prison after serving an eighteen-month sentence, sporting 160 pounds of “nobody kicks my ass” and a couple of inches of dark roots at the base of her bleach job (“simply to confuse people into underestimating me”) and swearing she’d never set foot in a prison or trust a man again. Trust, no. But by no means has she given them up. She can love with the best of them, but when it comes to lust she’s in a class by herself.