Charlie
Cooper is a geeky police secretary—a bookworm with a fetish for chocolate and
cookies. Right away, she warms your heart with her self-deprecating humor.
“I was not a
people person. I was a Netflix person. A paperback mystery girl.” (LOC 362)
When her
boss, the police captain, assigns her to go undercover to catch a drug dealer
in her hometown, she’s floored. An undercover spy? Why her? She’s just a
secretary. Of course, her first instinct was to reject it, but when the gig
came with a pay increase, she was in no position to refuse.
So, back
home she goes. Does she have a plan to this whole thing? Would she know what to
do if things got rough? Hell no. But she’s sure going to try. Like Sandra
Bullock, Charlie Cooper is cute, spunky, and klunky.
I loved
hearing about her disastrous date with the boring, talkative clarinet player
doofus, who wouldn’t shut up and worked in a jam factory. Loved her little
comments throughout.
It’s a good
thing she teamed up with two brassy, sassy waitresses from her father’s diner.
They were two funny broads with a no-nonsense attitude, karate skills, and
guns.
I enjoyed
the bulk of the story, but the ending was a little too quick for my liking.
But, overall, a good read.
My rating: 4 stars
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