"Detectives Don't Wear Seat Belts" by Cici McNair

This book rubbed me the wrong way right at the beginning. "Some people turn to the Bible for inspiration, but for me it's the Yellow Pages" (McNair 6). Sure, there is some high-paced upper-echelon sleuthing going on. The writing is up to par, and the descriptions of private investigation leave nothing out. The protagonist is a private eye that goes about solving mysteries and finding incriminating evidence. However, the swearing in the book, coupled by the sexual innuendos are too much. If those aspects were taken out of the book, it wouldn't be half bad.