I've hit the tipping point. This will be the first Plum book I do not buy. For me, all the laughs fell flat in this one, and there wasn't enough of anything else to make it worth the while.

And I was absolutely appalled at the lobotomizing of Ellen Plum. This is the woman who ran her Buick over a man who was trying to kidnap her daughter, and now all she can do is drink herself unconscious? Feh. I'm switching to Patricia Briggs.