Cold Target by Patricia Potter
Wait, where are the missiles and action again?

Wait, where are the missiles and action again?

Ooh, this is another Deborah Smith! Who writes naughty Christian intrigue!

You can get more substance in a bag of chips.

The trilogy has ended. Let’s now pretend that it never existed.

This is one sequel that kills all my goodwill for the previous book. Oh, joy.

So many stupid wretches running around, it’s like they were giving out stupid for free.

The heroine is useless. Absolutely useless.

Miss Piggy lets the humans take the spotlight while she basks in the background. Big mistake.

And then there’s that thing about this book…

Aw, look at the colossal idiot of a heroine. Isn’t she cute?
