Finally! An Anita Blake book with more plot and less badly written "erotica". Maybe it's because Anita was taken from her precious St. Louis folks and placed in Las Vegas with other US Marshals who just aren't as appealing to her. Or maybe Hamilton realized that her porn writing sucks. No pun intended.
Anita is mailed a severed head from Las Vegas. She contacts Undersheriff Shaw and works out that someone pretty powerful has killed their vampire hunter (owner of the head) and has put several other cops into a deep sleep. Against everyone's wishes, Anita packs up and heads to Las Vegas.
The plot is worth reading the book for however, for whatever reason, we get a lot, I mean A LOT, of Anita bringing up the fact that she's a chick. More in the "someone has to protect the girl" sort of way that is just very weak. Is Hamilton trying to show that Anita is weakening or is Hamilton running out of things to say? Can't really tell.
It was entertaining that Shaw was constantly accusing Blake of f*cking everything that walks and Blake trying to defend herself when YEAH, that's exactly what she's been doing for the past god knows how many books. Although the Shaw thing was pretty repetitive and needed to be done with quicker than it was.
There is still orgiful porn for the folks who like that but it's enough of a book...a real book...to help other people enjoy it too. Now that I've read the Twilight series, I can see a lot of commonalities between these too.