My theory is that you can't go wrong with a book by Ross Thomas, no matter what name he's using. So when I saw this one the other day, I picked it up to read again. It doesn't matter how many times I've read one of Thomas's books. I always enjoy them.
I know some people don't care for Thomas, but that's okay. There are plenty of popular writers that I don't care for. I guess it's all a matter of taste. When I read Thomas's prose, I find myself smiling at something on just about every page. The guy would write. Really write.
No Questions Asked is narrated by Philip St. Ives, the professional go-between who's the narrator in all the books by "Oliver Bleeck." This time it's a volume of Pliny' History, a very valuable volume, that's been stolen. St. Ives is to recover it for the insurance company, and, as is so often the case, things go wrong.
That's really all you need to know. The plot isn't as complicated as it is in some of Thomas's books, and you might even figure it out. No matter. The pleasure of reading Thomas's prose makes the journey well worthwhile. Great stuff.