Book review: “The Recovery Agent”

It was just here a minute ago.

You had it in your hand, you put it down for a sec, and it's not where you left it. This constant search for things you've misplaced is ridiculous; just having to admit it is embarrassing. At least, as in the new novel, "The Recovery Agent" by Janet Evanovich. you lost it in this . . .

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