My latest read. Vince Luca is the son of a New York mafia boss. He wants no part of the family's "vending machine" business -- but someone's running a betting racket through his "new media" class website project, people who owe his dad money are begging him to accept payments and put in good words for them, and his brother stashes a body in his trunk. All that, and his new girlfriend's father turns out to be the FBI agent who bugs the Luca house and listens in on Vince's every conversation.

The book is by Gordon Korman, and though the girlfriend is somehow devoid of real personality and though Vince isn't the brightest light on the planet (he actually thinks some low-life hoods are going to adopt a financial betterment plan he's laid out for them) -- it's really a fun read. Good for planes, or the beach. It's like the Sopranos, only all about A.J. And there's a sequel out, now, too.

And don't you love the cover?