Lizzy’s life sure is crazy. I mean, there’s a hunky beach bum who shows up in it, monkey in tow. There’s a broody bad guy complete with inept-nutjob disciple. There’s the not-quite-all-there co-worker slash sometime-sidekick who practices a little too much “magic”. And there’s the pursuit of whichever one of the seven items-with-magical-properties that should never be compiled together. Can’t a girl just be left alone to bake cupcakes?Apparently not, because Wicked Business starts off with a dead dude. One who was in possession of a book of poems – and in search of true love. But was he in search of love for love’s sake, or for other (read: nefarious) purposes?(And now, I have “twue wove” stuck in my head. Serves me right for having Princess-Bride-loving, nay, Princess-Bride-quoting friends!)Whatever the reason dead guy had the book of poems, Wulf has it now. And only by sheer luck (& a bit of monkey business) does Lizzy and Diesel possess the key to that book. Which brings on repeated appearances by said nutjob-disciple, seeking that key — and I have to say, he does get to be a bit annoying.There’s capers, crimes, and omg-I-don’t-believe-they-just-did-that comedy — just a bit too much, in my opinion. After all, saving the world from doom and destruction can’t be that much fun all the time… Good thing we have … Oh wait. Never mind.Wicked Business is tons of ridiculousness wrapped in entertaining dialog (yes, even the monkey’s… AND the cat’s…). It’ll keep you laughing even as you shake your head in disbelief. And sometimes, that’s all a girl needs.drey’s rating: Pick it up!