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Top Secret Twenty-One (Stephanie Plum) Hardcover – June 17, 2014
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Janet Evanovich
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Print length341 pages
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LanguageEnglish
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PublisherBantam
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Publication dateJune 17, 2014
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Dimensions6.5 x 1.1 x 9.53 inches
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ISBN-109780345542922
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“Evanovich doesn’t disappoint. . . . [She] weaves setting, family, romance and crime to pull the plot of Top Secret Twenty-One forward.”—Bookreporter
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Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
I was perched on a barstool in a dark, noisy, overpriced restaurant in Princeton, New Jersey. I was wearing a red dress that was too tight, too short, and cut way too low. And I was wearing an earbud that connected me to a guy named Ricardo Carlos Manoso, aka Ranger.
My name is Stephanie Plum. I usually work as a bond enforcement agent for my cousin Vinnie, but tonight I was moonlighting as a lookout for Ranger. Ranger was stalking Emilio Gardi, a man many considered to be untouchable. Gardi had friends in high places, an army of thugs guarding his body, and money to burn, and his enemies tended to disappear without a trace. He was currently facing a racketeering charge in Miami, but he’d decided to keep his dinner date in Jersey rather than attend his court hearing in Dade County. This meant that the idiot who’d been dumb enough to post a bond for Gardi was out big money unless Gardi was dragged back to jail. The idiot happened to be Ranger’s cousin.
Ranger owns Rangeman, a small high-tech, high-end security firm. Ordinarily Ranger doesn’t do bond enforcement, but tonight he was making an exception. He was standing off to the side at the entrance to the dining room, and he was watching Gardi.
Gardi was wearing a tan sports jacket over a shirt with red and yellow flowers printed on it—the South Beach–meets–JCPenney look. He was in his fifties. He was balding. He was built like a fireplug. He was drinking red wine and eating rack of lamb, having a good time, entertaining three other men who were laughing too hard at his jokes.
Ranger was in his usual black—a perfectly tailored black suit, and a black dress shirt open at the neck. The Glock at the small of his back was also black. Ranger’s body is perfect. His hair is very dark brown. Cut short. His eyes are dark brown and intense. His skin is the color of hot chocolate, the lucky result of his Latino ancestry. His earbud matched his skin tone and was barely detectable.
Standing beside Ranger was a guy named Tank. Tank is big and solid and lethal. He’d been with Ranger’s unit in Special Forces, and now he’s second in command at Rangeman and watches Ranger’s back.
I didn’t see any of Gardi’s henchmen. They’d waited for him to take his table and then left the room.
“The room is clean,” I said to Ranger via the earbud.
Ranger moved forward, his gaze never wavering from his quarry. Eye of the tiger. I’ve seen him focus like this on other takedowns, and it always raises the hair on my arms and at the nape of my neck.
Tank was steps behind him, surveying the rest of the room. Ranger unbuttoned his jacket to get better access to his gun and handcuffs. He stopped behind Gardi, put his hand on Gardi’s shoulder, and said something to him, close to his ear.
Gardi shrugged Ranger away, said something I couldn’t hear, and everyone at the table laughed.
Ranger didn’t laugh, and even at a distance I knew things were about to get ugly. Ranger made another civil attempt, Gardi got angry and brushed him off, and in one swift move Ranger snatched Gardi out of his chair like a wolverine rooting out a groundhog.
In a heartbeat Gardi’s head was smashed onto the table, everyone grabbed their drinks, and Ranger cuffed Gardi behind his back and handed him over to Tank. Ranger told the table he was sorry for the intrusion and followed Tank and Gardi out of the room. The whole episode had taken maybe a minute.
A Rangeman vehicle idled in front of the restaurant, ready to take Tank and Gardi back to Rangeman headquarters in center city Trenton. In the morning Gardi would be escorted onto a plane and extradited to Miami.
My job done, I turned back to my black sambuca. Okay, I know they put food coloring in the sambuca to make it black. Don’t care. It’s sexy. And I swear the black tastes better. I guess I could also say that about Ranger. Not that he’s my boyfriend or anything, but we have had a moment.
I downed the sambuca, paid my tab, and went outside to meet up with Ranger. The Rangeman SUV was pulling away, and Ranger was waiting for me beside his black Porsche 911 Turbo.
“Babe,” he said.
“Babe” covers a lot of ground for Ranger. It can be a simple greeting, or a warning that a tarantula is sitting on my shoulder. Tonight it came on the heels of a full body scan, and I was pretty sure it suggested he liked my dress.
Ranger slipped an arm around me, leaned close, and kissed me. The kiss was a further indicator that he liked the dress. In fact, the kiss suggested that while he liked the dress a lot, he wouldn’t mind getting me out of the dress as soon as possible. And I was thinking that was a great idea. Fortunately we were in Princeton, and my apartment was at least a half hour away if the traffic was moving. I was going to need that time to talk myself out of sleeping with Ranger.
Ranger keeps me safe from everyone but himself. He’s the panther stalking the gazelle, keeping all other predators away. He enjoys the hunt. And I enjoy being the gazelle, although truth is I’m more prairie chicken than gazelle.
Ranger’s reflexes are quicker, his brain engages faster, his instincts are far superior than the average man’s. My skin heats under his touch, and his kiss sets delicious things in motion in my body. I know from past experience he’s magic in bed. I also know he has dark secrets that take precedence over personal relationships. And I know it’s in my best interests to keep him at arm’s length.
Plus, I sort of have a boyfriend.
Ranger pulled out of the restaurant lot, stopped for a light, and his hand went to my knee and traveled north.
“Um,” I said.
He cut his eyes to me. “Is there a problem?”
“Your hand is moving up my leg.”
“And?”
“We’ve talked about this.”
“Not lately,” Ranger said.
“Has anything changed?”
“No.”
“Well, then.”
“Is that a definite ‘Well, then’?”
“Afraid it is.”
“Too bad,” Ranger said.
Thirty minutes later, Ranger parked behind my apartment building and walked me to my door.
“Call me if you get lonely,” he said.
“I have you on speed dial,” I told him.
A barely perceptible smile twitched at the corners of his mouth, he gave me a light kiss, and he left.
Truth is, I would have liked to invite him in, but that wouldn’t have been the smart thing to do. Not that I always do the smart thing, but tonight I’d managed to keep from grabbing him and ripping his clothes off. Two points for Plum.
I let myself into my apartment and went to the kitchen to say hello to my hamster, Rex. Rex lives in an aquarium on my kitchen counter and sleeps in a soup can. He was running on his wheel when I looked in on him.
“Hey,” I said. “How’s it going?”
Rex blinked his round black eyes at me and twitched his whiskers. That’s about as complicated as our conversations ever get. I dropped a peanut into his cage and he jumped off his wheel, shoved the peanut into his cheek, and scurried into his soup can with it.
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My cousin Vinnie’s bail bonds office is on Hamilton Avenue. It’s a one-story storefront building with some parking spots by the back door. Vinnie has an inner office where he hides from people he’s stiffed, pissed off, infected with herpes, or previously incarcerated. Vinnie looks like a weasel in a pimp suit. His wife, Lucille, is a saint. His father-in-law, Harry the Hammer, owns the agency and didn’t get his nickname because he was a carpenter.
Connie Rosolli, the office manager and guard dog, was at her desk when I walked in.
“How’d it go last night?” she asked.
“It was good. Ranger walked up to Gardi, yanked him out of his chair, and cuffed him. Very smooth.”
“And?”
“That was it.”
“No naked Ranger in your bed?”
“Nope.”
“Disappointing,” Connie said.
Tell me about it. “Anything new come in for me?”
“I have a failure-to-appear. High money bond. Jimmy Poletti.”
“He owns all those car dealerships, right? He shoots his own commercials. ‘Make a deal with Jimmy!’ ”
Product details
- ASIN : 0345542924
- Publisher : Bantam; 1st edition (June 17, 2014)
- Language : English
- Hardcover : 341 pages
- ISBN-10 : 9780345542922
- ISBN-13 : 978-0345542922
- Item Weight : 1.24 pounds
- Dimensions : 6.5 x 1.1 x 9.53 inches
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About the author

Janet Evanovich is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Stephanie Plum series, the co-authored Fox and O’Hare series, the Knight and Moon series, and the Lizzy and Diesel series as well as twelve romance novels, the Alexandra Barnaby novels, Troublemaker graphic novel, and How I Write: Secrets of a Bestselling Author.
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On the other hand, there's mysterious Ranger, whose name is Carlos. We learn in this book, and ONLY this book as of today's date, that he has one huge vulnerable spot and he goes out of his way to protect and hide this part of his personal life.
Ranger has a young daughter who's kidnapped. Stephanie helps the child in kind and endearing ways, being also trapped and understanding the threat of terroristic torture and death at the kidnappers' hands.
The book reads almost as if Evanovich took the standard Stephanie- isms of exploding cars, being slimed in her pursuits of bond jumpers, the antics of Grandma Mazur usually involving a funeral home viewing, and a hamster who lives in another time dimension, being 21 years old at this point, and added a new element of suspense that's believable.
I read it for the Ranger danger. I adore Ranger and Stephanie together. He's smart, quiet, stealthy, a sharpshooter, and Stephanie's lover sometimes.
It's slightly better than most of the series in the numbered " 20" books. If you want good writing, read the first 12 books, and stop spending money on the same formula in a different cover.
In this story, we actually have something (kind of) going on with Ranger, so he is more of a focus here than he is in most of these books. Still, though, you've also got the usual stuff that has gotten so old: Stephanie's vehicles getting trashed or firebombed, her apartment being firebombed, she gets punched in the face, Grandma Mazur has ridiculous antics, and of course the usual triangle crap between Stephanie, Morelli, and Ranger. The triangle thing just isn't entertaining anymore. This series has been going on for so long that it's like the characters are just stuck in a time loop. Nothing new ever develops, and Stephanie has basically become a skank bouncing around between two guys. Furthermore, at this point I'm even wondering what the hell either of those guys really see in her. She's a thirtysomething, average looking girl with no career, no money, and no prospects, yet she has a career police detective and a mysterious badass panting after her all the time. Really? Why? Both of those guys should have better options.
Fictional timeline or not, the same old things being rehashed over and over again just gets really old. I stopped paying anywhere near full price for these books a long time ago, which is why I'm just up to book 21. I already have the next two or three of these loaded on my Kindle (I got them on the cheap), so I'll continue with the series. The books are just not worth paying much for after about book 10 or 12. From that point on, everything is on annoying repeat. At regular price, all of these books are WAY overpriced, especially considering that most of them are several years old now.
This one left me feeling like Stephanie was finally giving Ranger pause to consider her a likely mate. Joe is still in the running if Stephanie's biological clock should suddenly go off. And grandma and Lula are still hamming up the scenes. Overall, I think this is a pretty satisfying Stephanie Plum episode.
Now don't get me wrong, I've LOVED Stephanie, I might have even ordered some Tasty Cakes off Amazon just to see what they were all about, and I might or might not have purchased a $10 SAMPLE of Ranger's shower gel, hoarding it, allowing only friends that love Stephanie to use it as hand soap......but.....
deep sigh
I don't even think the same person wrote this whole book. I think Janet zipped off a few scenes and an outline and gave it to some unimaginative intern to fill in the blanks. The antics have gone from outrageously funny, laugh out loud and scare the dogs to downright stupid.
I know how I would save the books:
Stephanie needs to cut both Joe and Ranger loose. Joe needs to get married to a blonde bombshell and Steph needs to loose her mind and rip her jeans just one last time, in the bushes outside the church trying to see in the windows. Ranger needs to become a phantom dream, and she needs to concentrate capturing interesting and outrageous skips, bring back the good supporting character, like Sally Sweet ( who might be a suit now), and Mooner. Grandma is getting on in years, but she's got plenty of spunk left....
I think you get my drift....
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Anyone who follows this series knows there has been has a lot of criticism recently regarding the development of the central characters, and I can't say this latest edition really did make that leap that I think a lot of people are looking for. It did however seem to have a more grown up and developed plot. Also Stephanie as the main protagonist cut a more subtle figure, even the way she dressed seemed to reflect it.
She also seemed to have made a choice between the men in her life, and I felt this added to her more mature take on the madness that is her life.
Don't worry though there were a lot of laugh out loud moments, and the usual tally of car loss and explosions, which just adds to the lovely flavour of this delicious dish, and is one of the most important ingredients involved.
Stephanie also ruminates at times in the stories progress about where she is in life. She does seem then further on in the novel to answer the questions she is asking herself, which led me to wonder if this was the author answering some of the levelled criticism that has been written about this issue.
The answer I felt was ultimately that these adventures are what they are. Personally without Rangers interventions and temptations, Lula's loudness, Grandmas loose canon status, Joe Morelli's gorgeousness, and the other assorted places and people that are Ms Plum's world, we wouldn't all be reading these endlessly entertaining romps, however light they might be. Any real change would disrupt this too much. Well for me anyway.
I am happy to carry on buying these books, and look forward to twenty two. Overall this was a much better offering compared to recent ones, and I feel real excitement about reading the next instalment, and long live Stephanie Plum.
If this is the first book you've read or you're relatively new to the series then there's a lot to enjoy. Everything that was funny in the earlier books is still here and for me that's the problem. After 20 books I would have liked to see a bit of change, a bit of character development even some changes in the regulars but nothing. Its as it we're on book 5 or 6 rather than 21 and I might as well re-read the earlier books.
Brilliant, funny and a real laugh out loud book. WHY did we not read book 1 first.
Well I'm told it doesn't really matter but know I want to read all the other books, but damn the cost. I have to read more.
I don't want to give the story away but it had a few obvious twists and turns but was so very funny in places. An absolute hilarious easy read.
they are exciting, the people make you like them, even most of the villains, although you might not like some of them.
there are car chases and shoot outs and death defying moments.
Each book can be read as a separate book, but I recommend you read the whole series.






