Serge Storm: secret agent.
That should tell you just how absurdist Tim Dorsey's latest novel, Pineapple Grenade, is.
Serge and Coleman are in Miami, and Serge wants to find a spy job. He makes his way through Miami's different consulates, attracting the attention of two bitter, rival CIA teams. Eventually, he joins up with a beautiful and deadly Latin American spy.
Naturally, Serge ends up killing a few deserving jerks, including one carjacker, who is found hollowed out without a mark on him.
At times, I found "Pineapple Grenade" a little too precious and madcap, but it's a Serge Storms novel, not Beowulf. This is neither the best nor the worst of the series. Also, as with any Serge Storms tale, it is most definitely fun.