Money to Burn:: A Casey Jones Mystery

Casey Jones is tough and smart. Astute, even. And genuinely funny. She is a creature of lusty appetites, incredible fashion sense and emergency hair-coloring measures. Her past is shady, her credentials suspect. Lust and mayhem rule. As is true of all pop fiction, this one lays bare its milieu. Take to heart Casey's insight: "When I was done packing it in, I felt like someone had poured cement down my gullet --the true test of a good southern meal."

I thoroughly enjoyed this book and cannot wait to "spread the word" that Katy Munger's heroine is a perfect combination of guts, gams and good humor. It was the most entertained I have been by a book in a long time. The mystery was clever, had a surprise ending and best of all, made me laugh out loud at least a dozen times! I truly hated for the story to end - but when it did end - I was very appreciative of the way Ms Munger "wrapped up all the loose ends" Can't wait to read all the previous adventures of Casey Jones.

I really enjoyed this book. I think she's just getting better and better. Can't wait for the next Casey!

I really wish I could use more than 5 stars for Money to Burn. Casey Jones is back with her smart-mouth, bawdy attitude, and her undeniable charm. I really enjoyed Legwork and Out of Time, but Money to Burn is as darn near perfection as you'll find. I loved the recurring and new characters, the story, the writing, the suspense, and every darn word. This is a must read book!

Katy Munger is tops in her mastery of the changing Southern atmosphere and the sometimes hapless characters making their way through it. Munger turns a phrase with the best, and her Casey Jones, woman sleuth with grit and grits, comes to life in a twist and turn plot. This time Casey gets involved with big money, and, finally, big love ("Viagra in the air"). Pay attention in this book because you're reading about some big issues of responsibility, family values (heard that one before?), homophobia, racism, elitism, and just some other good Southern stuff. But then, isn't the South simply a damp, heated up version of the rest of the world?