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If falling in love is as easy as falling asleep, what do you do if you're an insomniac? When bumbling worrywart Eliot Hart bumps into naked-yoga instructor Cori-Anne van Cleeve, love is the last thing on their minds. For a start, Cori-Anne has just been targeted for a horrific death by a notorious drug-cartel kingpin. It wasn't as if Cori-Anne intended to shove a bag of heroin between the drug lord's buttocks during a DEA raid of her naked-yoga class for senior citizens. But he was in downward dog, and his splayed posterior was the most convenient place to put it. For Eliot, on the other hand, the chance encounter with Cori-Anne is an epiphany that leaves him determined to stop over-thinking and become more spontaneous. On a mad whim, Eliot books them on a safari to the Southern Africa bush, as far away from the danger as he can imagine. But is the remote safari lodge a safe haven from the kingpin? And can love survive stampeding elephants and bizarre Nazi assassins?
I had absolutely no intention of getting into the family business. As I told my father the night he enlightened me on what my ancestors had been up to for over a thousand years, "Sticking a curved dagger into someone''s liver ain''t quite my cup of tea."As it turned out, I had no choice. When your family''s been assassinating reprobates and other loathsome individuals for seventy generations, you have a certain obligation. So, while it was a little disconcerting to hear how dear old granny would have become a prostitute if Grandpa Joe hadn''t whacked one of Germany''s top agents just before the start of World War I, it certainly piqued my interest. Of course, as I discovered, prostitution and murder were pretty de rigueur for my family.After all, it was my great-grandfather who was hired by the British secret service to kill Jack the Ripper and my mother''s cousins who took part in the attempted assassination of Lenin. My only regret when I finally took up the family sica was not eliminating Jean-Bedel Bokassa just before he crowned himself Emperor of the Central African Empire and ate my two friends.But we all make mistakes.
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