How can a book by someone called Sparkle fail toglint and glitter in the mind firefly-like? Well, does it? Sort of. Robin Hudson could be a first cousin of Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum. She's 37, has one failed marriage behind her, is a candidate for intensive therapy and can't get a date with a decent man. Or any man, for that matter. Then her gynaecologist is murdered, someone begins taking pot-shots at her male colleagues in the All News Network where she works, her nerdy boss sends her to investigate the S&M sex-club underworld, and the latest addition to her personal defence system - a hot-glue gun - begins to malfunction. What can a girl do except kick up her heels and go for it? The "it" in this case being a mad Aunt Mo, religious fervour, insanity and Louis Levin's monkey. See for yourselves.