WHAT'S A GIRL GOTTA DO? by SPARKLE HAYTER

WHAT'S A GIRL GOTTA DO?

BY SPARKLE HAYTER

THE BLURB:-

Nothing is going right for Robin Hudson, a spunky, sexy, “slightly rumpled, third string reporter in Rita Hayworth's body.” Her husband has left her for a prettier and much younger woman; she's been demoted to the tabloidesque Special Reports unit at the All News Network after an on-air faux pas at the White House, and a blackmailer knows some of her worst secrets. To cap it all, Robin becomes a suspect in a brutal murder. Gathering her wits, her perfume atomizer spiked with cayenne pepper and her Epilady, she turns reluctant sleuth to find the real killer and clear her name...all this while doing an undercover assignment at a sperm bank with her loathsome boss.

THE REALITY:-

Sparkle Hayter? I mean, really, Sparkle Hayter?! Purr-leeease! I Googled this author and found out that there are no references to her having another name, so this appears to be her real, given moniker (actually, I quite like it, even though I'm a sparkle lover!)

This book was in the scabbiest condition of any I have ever read- my partner got it free with a summer survival pack that came with a Sunday newspaper and it had sat upon his windowsill for many years, getting sun bleached and rained upon. But, in the desperation of finding myself alone and awake around his one morning, with nothing to read, I decided to give it a go.

I'm glad I did! I immediately loved voluptuous redhead Robin Hudson's feisty ways and human edges. One of life's survivors with an interesting past, she came across as a real person and was extremely likeable. With many twists and turns, this book leads you on a goose-chase-romp right through the heart of New York City and, on the way, you will meet some very funny characters and hilarious scenarios, including something to do with a sperm bank- ha ha!  Fast paced and gripping, this is not serious stuff but it does what it says on the tin and is a great summer (or winter) read.

The perpetrator came as a bit of a surprise, I have to say, and was, gladly, one of the more dislikeable people in the book, someone who deserved a poke in the eyes and then some. On that note, I'm also glad that spirited Robin rid herself both realistically and emotionally of her useless, piece of shit, “I-Love-Me” husband. She's worth so much better and I hope she manages to sort her love life with Eric out.

Apparently there are more Robin Hudson novels in the series and I'm looking forward to rooting them out and reading them.