Book 29, 2017
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chez_jaeI just finished reading Marked fur Murder, which is the third book in Dixie Lyle's "Whiskey, Tango & Foxtrot" mystery series.
Foxtrot's boss, ZZ, is hosting another of her famous salons, complete with the requisite cast of unique characters. One of the guests is the sister of Foxtrot's boyfriend, Ben, and when Anna is murdered on the estate, Foxtrot vows to find out who did it. There are no shortage of suspects, but another guest, who also claims to be a Thunderbird, like Ben and Anna, says it's the ancient, supernatural enemy of Thunderbirds who is responsible. When people report seeing a large, rainbow colored serpent on the grounds, Foxtrot is convinced it's the physical form of the supernatural beast. Now, she just has to prove it, and catch a killer.
I had trouble getting into this book. There was really too much going on, to the point of being confusing. After I'd gotten used to only Foxtrot and Ben being able to communicate telepathically with Whiskey and Tango, now several other people could, too. The story was funny and exciting by turns, but I find it difficult to describe the plot, because it was all over the place. Ben was acting like an ass for most of the book and needed a good dope slap, while the other Thunderbird was more of a thundercunt and needed a punch in the face. Apparently, Foxtrot is attracted to musician Keene, although she takes pains not to act on it, but it seemed like the author was setting up a break up between her and Ben.
Favorite lines:
♦ "My boss doesn't just embrace change, she kisses it. With tongue."
♦ "I know. Which means that admitting I know is a big no-no, in case what he knows isn't what I think he knows. You know?"
♦ "I'm so capable I should be wearing a cape."
♦ "Argh. It's a universal human term loosely translating to, 'I'm overwhelmed and frustrated, somebody make this stop.'"
♦ ...Argh also acted as a universal beacon, drawing even more trouble your way. It was the wounded wildebeest of epithets.
♦ "Oh, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse rode through about an hour ago, but they just needed directions. Apparently they aren't supposed to show up here until next week."
A tad disappointing, for this series, but still very good overall. Four stars:
****
Foxtrot's boss, ZZ, is hosting another of her famous salons, complete with the requisite cast of unique characters. One of the guests is the sister of Foxtrot's boyfriend, Ben, and when Anna is murdered on the estate, Foxtrot vows to find out who did it. There are no shortage of suspects, but another guest, who also claims to be a Thunderbird, like Ben and Anna, says it's the ancient, supernatural enemy of Thunderbirds who is responsible. When people report seeing a large, rainbow colored serpent on the grounds, Foxtrot is convinced it's the physical form of the supernatural beast. Now, she just has to prove it, and catch a killer.
I had trouble getting into this book. There was really too much going on, to the point of being confusing. After I'd gotten used to only Foxtrot and Ben being able to communicate telepathically with Whiskey and Tango, now several other people could, too. The story was funny and exciting by turns, but I find it difficult to describe the plot, because it was all over the place. Ben was acting like an ass for most of the book and needed a good dope slap, while the other Thunderbird was more of a thundercunt and needed a punch in the face. Apparently, Foxtrot is attracted to musician Keene, although she takes pains not to act on it, but it seemed like the author was setting up a break up between her and Ben.
Favorite lines:
♦ "My boss doesn't just embrace change, she kisses it. With tongue."
♦ "I know. Which means that admitting I know is a big no-no, in case what he knows isn't what I think he knows. You know?"
♦ "I'm so capable I should be wearing a cape."
♦ "Argh. It's a universal human term loosely translating to, 'I'm overwhelmed and frustrated, somebody make this stop.'"
♦ ...Argh also acted as a universal beacon, drawing even more trouble your way. It was the wounded wildebeest of epithets.
♦ "Oh, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse rode through about an hour ago, but they just needed directions. Apparently they aren't supposed to show up here until next week."
A tad disappointing, for this series, but still very good overall. Four stars:
****
