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Festive in Death

J.D. Robb

4.09 AVERAGE


A slightly slow start, but I really enjoyed the book by the end. It's nice seeing how much Peabody and Eve have grown throughout the series.
dark funny mysterious medium-paced
adventurous mysterious fast-paced

i didn’t like the case as it was circling and not around the right person. but i did like everything else: christmas prep, party and gift exchange. i wish eve and roarke finished opening each other’s gifts. 

first appearance of peabody’s pink magic coat and the banner in the bullpen. 

💗

“Hey, She-Body. You forgot your toe warmers this morning.” He pulled a pair of thin gels out of one of his pockets.
“Thanks. Aw, you activated them.”
“Can’t have my girl’s tootsies cold.”
“Don’t say aw again,” Eve ordered, anticipating. “And never say tootsies. You’re wearing badges, for God’s sake”

“An even tattier sign announcing “HAPPY HOLIDAYS” hung crookedly from it.
Perhaps the same determined elf had dragged in the pitiful, spindly fake tree, propped it in a corner. ID shots of detectives and uniforms decorated the branches with Eve’s stuck on the stubby top.”

“He pressed his lips to her throat, to the pulse that beat for him. “I missed our time this morning, just that bit of time over coffee and breakfast.”
“I know. Me, too.”
“It makes it all the more precious.” His lips brushed her cheekbone, her temple. “Those times, these times.”
She burrowed into him. “Every time.”

“Where’s the hooch—for Dickhead?”
“Fourth-floor gift room.”
She stared at him for ten silent seconds. “We have a gift room?”
On a half laugh, he shook his head. “One day, darling Eve, you really should go through the entire house. East wing, fourth-floor tower.”
“Okay.” Since she wasn’t completely sure where that was, she walked to the elevator. Ordered it.
“Don’t bother shaking boxes,” he called out. “None of yours are in that location.”
“I don’t snoop,” she said as the doors shut.”

“The cat raced ahead, ringing cheerfully. “Did Summerset put that stupid bell on him?”
“I put that stupid bell on him.”
“You?” She shot him a stunned glance. “Seriously?”
“It was a weak moment,” Roarke admitted. “Give him a bit of the festive, I thought. And now he’s ringing like a mad thing, most of it on purpose to my mind. He’s enjoying it.”
“The bow, too?”
“I said it was a weak moment. I”

“She sulked over her eggs. Even bacon lost some appeal with the prospect of wrangling with Summerset.
“Isn’t it bad enough I have to face hours of swarming decorators, then end that small nightmare by having Trina pour gunk all over me? Now I have to face the smirking disapproval of our resident corpse?”
“You run an entire division of murder cops firmly, cleverly, and efficiently. You’d step in front of a stunner to save an innocent bystander. You would, and have, faced off with vicious murderers. I think you can handle Summerset, decorators in our employ, and a hair-and-skin consultant.”

“You can call me Felicity. I’m sort of thinking of dropping the last name—professionally, you know? It’s more fun, and sexier. Just one name. You know, like Roarke.”
“Huh” was the best Eve could think of.
“You know: Roarke. The abso-ult rich guy. And completely iced. He actually owns this building. I would die to meet him, wouldn’t you?”
“Well.” She decided it was best not to mention she’d just recently banged said abso-ult iced Roarke into a mutual puddle.”

“She did the turn.
“Once more?” he asked as he approached her. Then he caught her shoulders from the back. “Well now, that’s adorable.”
“What? What?” She struggled to see her own back, caught sight of something painted just above the low, nearly ass-brushing, back of the dress. “Shit. Shit! What the hell is that? What did she paint on me? Get it off!”
“I believe it’s a sprig of mistletoe, and I wouldn’t remove it for the world.”

“You wouldn’t stab my dead body in the heart with a kitchen knife if I cheated on you?” She found herself oddly insulted.
“There wouldn’t be enough left of it to stab. I expect I’d have already cut out your cheating heart and set it on fire. This, of course, after I’d—what was your phrase—‘beaten your lover into paste,’ after which I’d have castrated him. But not with a kitchen knife, mind you. I’d have used a dull, rusty, and jagged blade, putting it to use again in the aforementioned cutting out of your heart. And I’d feed his cock and balls to a vicious rabid dog I’d acquired for that specific purpose.”
“That should cover everything.” Now, rather than insulted, she felt well loved.”

“We’ve got a prenup, right?”
“We do, yes. You read it, had your lawyer go over it. We signed it and put it away where we never have to think of it again.”
“Yeah, right. I didn’t read it or do the lawyer thing. I just signed it.”
He stopped the car, annoying several cars behind him. “What? Christ Jesus, Eve.”

“And if you think I’d take a penny with me if you boot me, you are a moron. I take what I came in with. Except this.” She tapped her wedding ring with her thumb. “And this.” Lifted the diamond from under her shirt. “They’re mine, and if that’s not in there, it’s going to be amended.”
“You leave me speechless.”
“That’ll be the day.”
“I love you beyond speech. Beyond reason.”
“That works for me. You work for me.” She leaned back, looked down. “I might keep these boots, too, and the coat. Yeah, if you boot me, I’m definitely keeping the coat.”
He grinned at her, took her hand.
“You keep Summerset—that’s firm.”

“We’re all-inclusive in Homicide, ’cause whatever your race, color, or creed, you can get dead.”
“We should write that up under a Merry Christmas sign.”

“Aw, Dallas, he called me a twat. How come you get to be a bitch, but I only get to be a twat.”
“It’s the rank,” Eve told her. “You’ll make bitch one day.”
“Thanks. That means a lot to me.”

“A banner hung over the break-room door, facing out so any who came in would see the sentiment: 
NO MATTER YOUR RACE, CREED, SEXUAL ORIENTATION, OR POLITICAL AFFILIATION, WE PROTECT AND SERVE, BECAUSE YOU COULD GET DEAD.”

As always, this "In Death" novel was an entertaining and fast read. I did not think that the crime itself was particularly interesting, except that it was the first time Eve had to stand for someone that she, and for that matter, nobody, particularly liked. The ending was a bit surprising, although not completely unexpected, and I think that Robb kind of rushed it to finish it since it did not seem Dallas had enough evidence to actually put the killer behind bars (although in the book they just stated she did).

On another note, the Christmas scenes between Roarke and Eve were very beautiful and sweet; I mainly read this series to find out more about the interaction between those two. They are getting a bit sappy, but still okay for now. I do wish that Robb didn't make so many puns with common sayings; I do get that Eve finds traditional sayings such as "red herring" stupid (why do they have to be red? why not purple?), but it stops being funny if you use similar puns throughout the whole book.

Favorite quote of the book: "No matter your race, creed, sexual orientation or political affiliation, we protect and serve, because you could get dead" (from a Christmas sign one of Eve's detectives hang over the break-room door in the bullpen).

Even if JD writes 800 more of this series, I won't have enough. There is just something about Eve and the gang that I can't get enough. I loved this one, no doubt I will love them all. We get to see an even different side of Eve, and it makes her so much more of a heroine you want to be around. I like how Trina is the first person of the gang we get to see, especially because you know Eve is going to have to help her, even though Eve dreads having to be around her normally. The Christmas party that Eve and Roarke are through was awesome as Eve had to make a deal with Summerset and that is ALWAYS entertaining. Loved this book, and it is a definite 5 star!

J.D. Robb keeps it going well in this long series. At this point it was like going to visit an old friend. Since this was a holiday book in the series it was what you can expect. It was focused more on a personal storyline, then the murder storyline. Loved seeing Eve shop and her reactions. Loved that the book showed us where everyone and the relationships are at this point in the series. The murder/mystery may not have been the spotlight for me, but it may catch the readers by surprise and keep you guessing.
If you are a fan of the series, it was a wonderful read. If you haven't been introduced yet to this series and it's characters go Pick up Naked in Death!

Thirty-ninth in the In Death romantic suspense series and revolving around Lieutenant Eve Dallas and her gorgeous Irish husband, Roarke. The story is based in New York City in December 2060.

My Take
Jeez, this guy is such a jerk. I keep wanting Dallas to shut the case down and do anything else. I can't think of anyone who is more deserving of being murdered. How sad is that?

The more I read about this guy, the more I wish I could'a helped. I don't know how Robb does it, coming up with these major jerks in every book. Very impressive. And kinda scary…

I do adore Robb's In Death series. I can't help it. it's the right blend of mystery, science fiction — I so want an Auto Chef! — love, and conflict with such terrific characters. Eve and Roarke have it made with his money and yet the money isn't important. Sure Roarke enjoys having it to spend and "torture" his wife with gifts, and I adore hearing about the parties they give, but Robb has included some nasty psychological issues for both of them. It's been sweet — through all 39 of 'em so far, lol — to watch as Eve begins to come to terms with what happened to her. How being with Roarke has eased her heart. Loosened those bonds that have wrapped her up so tight, keeping her from experiencing life, having friends. That dream she has feels like an icebreaker for Eve and that effing father of hers. I'm looking forward to seeing how much further she gets in putting that early part of her life behind her.

Eve worries over those marriage rules and what to do with friends. Her frustration about who you have to give presents to is too funny for words. That bit where she finds out about the gifts room in the house? Priceless. You just know that Dallas has Dickhead in mind. I can't wait to see where Robb goes with that one in the future.
Hear, hear…
"If he doesn't want the cops to have all the information they can get on finding out who killed him, he's too stupid to live anyway."

Oh, lord, that Christmas tree the detectives put up in Homicide is too funny. Ya gotta keep your sense of humor when you're knee-deep in the kind of muck they trudge through, and it really shows this Christmas, lol. The banner the detectives put up about no matter how much of a jerk you are, if you get dead, they're there fer ya.

Ya gotta laugh every time Dallas screws up on timeworn clichés…until you remember why she doesn't know such basic cultural phrases. And then you'll want to cry, even as you appreciate how Robb makes use of the forbidden cliché.

Eve should know better. Make a deal with the devil, and you'll be decorating the house for Christmas too, lol. Roarke certainly got into the festive spirit with Galahad. Who'd'a thunk…

Eve and Roarke are so comfortable with each other. It cracks me up as they each explain how they'd destroy the other if they caught them cheating. Creative. Oh, I do love it when Eve goes after some guy who thinks he's superior to women.

Dallas has the nastiest dreams, and the ones in Festive in Death are bad and made worse by the victim and his attitude. It's those smart-ass remarks that make up for it…
"'Aw, Dallas, he called me a twat. How come you get to be a bitch, but I only get to be a twat.'

'It's the rank, Eve told her. 'You'll make bitch one day.'"

The bad is offset by so much good. I love that Eve and Roarke's two sides are blending more, being friendly with each other. There are intelligent people on both sides of their lives, and Eve and their people are learning. That party is such a treat to read about if only for those who discover how much they have in common, the surprises they spring on those around them.
"It's nice when the family gets together."

The struttin' Dee gets her pink magic coat, lol. This'll be fun!

There's a couple of nasty twists at the end. One of 'em is still making me cry.
"Did you ever wish you could turn back the clock? Just one day. Even just a few hours. … Did you ever wish you could do just that, just turn the clock back?

Festive in Death combines the best in books: characters you love and hate, laughter, tears, anger, despicable behavior, a mystery with twists, family, supportive friends, and love. Lots and lots of love.

The Story
It’s murder, and it doesn’t matter how much of a scum bag you are, Eve Dallas will stand for you. She will do everything in her power to find the guilty parties and take ‘em down. Even if she does gag at the thought of her victim.

The Characters
Lieutenant Eve Dallas is not a girly-girl. She'd much rather get down in the mud, beating on a suspect than have to get all prettied up for one of Roarke's dinner parties. Roarke, a former thief, a brilliant e-man, is all man and still knows how to treat a lady. It helps that he's totally gorgeous and probably the richest man on earth. He has such fun teasing Eve, and she dishes it right back. Summerset is a father figure to Roarke and now works as his majordomo. He has an adversarial relationship with Eve. Galahad is their fat cat. Richard Troy is the father Eve killed to survive.

The NYPSD

Detective Delia Peabody is Dallas' partner and one of her best friends. She's cohabbing with Detective Ian McNab from the Electronics Detective Division (EDD) where yet another friend and Eve's mentor, Captain Feeney, is in charge. Detectives Baxter, Reineke, Jenkinson, Santiago (he found the tree and may start playing ball with Dexter from Roarke Industries), and Carmichael (she decorated it). Officer Trueheart is at the party with his girlfriend. The detectives are trying to be inclusive, ahem, Zombie Santa?
”We’re all inclusive in Homicide, ‘cause whatever your race, color, or creed, you can get dead.”

Li Morris is the chief medical examiner, plays saxophone, and is starting to emerge from mourning for Amaryllis Coltraine. I do like Morris. He's intellectual with a sense of humor and lots of compassion. Dr. Garnet deWinter is the new forensic anthropologist and dating Morris, as friends. Commander Jack Whitney is Dallas' boss; his wife, Ana, is another one who scares Dallas. Officers Kenseko, Ryan, and Shelby are the ones on-scene at another murder. Cher Reo is the assistant prosecuting attorney with whom Dallas most often works. Dick “Dickhead” Berenski is the chief tech whom Eve has to bribe all the time, and everyone is shocked and appalled when he does the “sexy dance”. Harvo is another tech and the queen of hair and fiber.

Dr. Charlotte Mira is a mother figure and a friend to Eve; she's also the best psychiatrist and profiler in the city. Dennis is her sweet husband. Mavis Freestone is Eve's best friend. A popular singer, she and Leonardo, the dress designer Roarke commissions almost always for Eve's clothes, have a baby, Bella. Nadine Furst is Channel 75's top air reporter and a friend of Dallas. A journalist with a heart. Crack is there at the party, the almost seven-foot sex-club owner dancing with Nadine. Charles Monroe, a sex therapist, and his wife, Dr. Louise DiMatto, show up for the party.
"Marriage is an adventure. And a comfort."

Trina is about the only woman on earth Dallas is afraid of. The owner of Ultra You, she is always jumping all over Eve's face, hair, and body. Doing stuff to it. It's hell. Sima Murtagh is planning revenge against her now ex-boyfriend. Carlos, Vivi, and Ace were the rest of the partiers that night.

Caro is Roarke's very efficient admin.

Trey Ziegler is a personal fitness trainer and massage therapist who's a player and a user. Alla Coburn owns Natural Way, a health-food store, and was one of Trey's exes.

Clients

Natasha Quigley is married to John Jake Copley (he works at ImageWorks Public Relations), and the marriage is shaky. Martella is her sister, and she's married to Lance Schubert. Catiana Dubois is Martella's social secretary and almost part of the family; she's dating a great guy, Steven Dorchester. Louanne Parsons is a partner in a gift shop. Teera Blankhead is on her second marriage and raged as she cried. Kira Robbins is a fashion blogger with bad memories from her past. Brent is the doorman at one of Roarke's buildings. Felicity Prinze is the side piece. She's actually a sweet but naive girl from Shipshewana, Indiana, planning to make it big as a performer. Sadie is a friend of Felicity's, from the Starshine Club where she used to dance. Chantal is one of Felicity’s three sisters; her parents are Jonas and Zoe.

Buff Bodies (BB)

Lill Byers is Trey's supervisor. Evan is her son. BB instructors include Gwen Rollins — she went to the conference; “Juice", a.k.a., Jacob Maddow, was a rival instructor and a friend of Rock's (he's married with a daughter, Mimi, and another on the way); Lola; and, Selene.

David “Rock” Britton left BB and opened his own gym, Rock Hard. Rock has a sister, Kyria, whom Trey hit on. Master Wu is a martial arts champion Dallas met on a case.

Tiko is a street businessman, a young teen Eve encountered a few stories back. He's got employees now: Deke and Manny. Astrid and Ben is the mom-and-pop who, with Tiko, help Eve get her shopping done. Ursa was the jeweler from another case. Zeke, Dee’s brother, gets a mention. Stanley Physter, a.k.a., Stefano, was the boy Dee and her sister wanted when they were young. Omega is the head designer for the Christmas party. Bower is the florist. Dr. Campo is the neurosurgeon operating on Tash. Janis Vick is the head nurse. Edie McAllister of Silbert, Crosby, and McAllister is the very unwanted lawyer. Hey, she's a woman… I think Drunk Santa is a nicer guy than Trey.

Update: The building in Hell's Kitchen that had twelve young girls buried in it was rehabbed into a safe house for troubled kids, An Didean. Now Roarke is adding a memorial roof garden with a dome.

The Cover
The cover is the trademark In Death design with its almost two-thirds of solid deep, deep purple background on top showcasing the author’s name, a wide strip of diamond plate as a border for the title, and a colorful strip of a collage at the bottom incorporating elements of the story: a champagne glass, money, ornaments, crime scene tape, ribbon, and a yellow note that says “You’ve Been Bad” ho-ho-ho

The title is too true, for how can you not be Festive in Death during the holiday season?

Her writing is still top notch. I just feel like the charcters have stalled. For a few books now I've had the feeling they were setting it up for Eve to become pregnant. Now, I'm not so sure.
adventurous tense fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: No
Loveable characters: Yes
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: No