I went to the library and picked up several books without knowing anything about them or the author. One of them is Hot on the Trail by Jane Isenberg. It's not a bad book-just not very engaging. It should have been a quick, fun easy read but, instead I find myself picking it up and then finding other things to do rather than read-definitely NOT my usual MO. I usually have dozens of other things to do but find myself reading instead. Then I started another one that I would like to have had last for days because the plot, characters, writing, everything is so good it's sad to finish. This one is High Stakes by, who else?, but Dick Francis.