With this, I think I'm caught up on this series--alas, David Gordon is a hard author to track, there's at least one other author with the same name. It's the only series I'm bothering with, and I might look into acquiring copies for myself. This is another over-the-top caper novel of sorts, with both real romance (mostly back-burnered) and some glorious carnage, leavened with witty-quippy banter and laugh-out-loud passages, all written by someone who can write beautiful pages about a pigeon-keeper tending to his birds. Yes, seriously.
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Native Tongue by Carl Hiaasen
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