title: The Fixer: The Notorious Life of a Front-Page Bail Bondsman
author:  Ira Judelson 
description: The most impressive thing about this autobiography is its restraint: Judelson, a New York City bail bondsman, has had plenty of high-profile clients, but he names only a few and spends relatively little time talking about them. His focus is himself: the directionless kid who fell into a job as a bondsman (due to a family connection and a rather blink-worthy coincidence) and turned it into a thriving, exciting, sometimes dangerous career. With an assist from veteran nonfiction writer Paisner, Judelson takes us through his early years and then deep inside the world of the bail bondsman, which hes careful to point out is very different from a bounty hunter, who tracks down bail jumpers. This is the story of a guy who operates within the justice system, lending people accused of crimes the money they need to stay out of jail, on the promise that the money will be returned. A risky way to make a living? Sure, but at least to Judelson, it has its own rewards. This isnt exactly a true-crime book, but it will certainly appeal to the same audience. --David Pitt
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  LATELY, I'VE BEEN spending a lot of time rolling on the ground with men who
  think a stiffy represents personal growth. The rolling around has nothing to
  do with my sex life. The rolling around is what happens when a bust goes
  crapola and there's a last ditch effort to hog-tie a big, dumb bad guy
  possessing a congenitally defective frontal lobe.
  
  My name is Stephanie Plum, and I'm in the fugitive apprehension business . . .
  bond enforcement, to be exact, working for my cousin Vincent Plum. It wouldn't
  be such a bad job except the direct result of bond enforcement is usually
  incarceration—and fugitives tend to not like this. Go figure. To encourage
  fugitive cooperation on the way back to the pokey I usually persuade the guys
  I capture to wear handcuffs and leg shackles. This works pretty good most of
  the time. And, if done right, cuts back on the rolling around on the ground
  stuff.
  
  Unfortunately, today wasn't mo