Scot 'Scat' Delaney is a world famous jazz singer. He has ample opportunity to stray and his girlfriend, Alice, needs to know she can trust him. Introducing Florence Love, private investigator. Florence has just ten days to entrap an A-lister. Whilst sticking to her cardinal rule: ONE KISS, WITH TONGUES, FIVE SECONDS - CASE CLOSED. A master of body language, evolutionary science and nifty disguises, her approach is unconventional, her success rate excellent. But targets are rarely as beautiful as Scat. Never fall for the target. THAT IS VERY BAD FORM INDEED.

In the Name of Love by Louise Lee marks the return of 'flawed, feisty and funny as hell' (Mel Giedroyc) heroine Florence Love. With its rapidfire, irreverent sense of humour and sass that will appeal to fans of Marian Keyes and Mhairi McFarlane, this book actively encourages laugh-snorts - and maybe a little sob on the side. Retired, technically, Florence Love is a long way from her London Private Investigator glory days. But her latest target is achingly personal. A ration of Montepulciano in her water pouch, Flo finds herself racing around Italy on a borrowed Vespa in the name of love. Bambi Love, specifically. Her mum - missing for twenty-five years. The one case that's still unsolved. To find Bambi, maintaining focus will be critical. Florence must not be distracted. Not even by a beautiful, goosebump-inducing Italian stranger with mafiosi friends and a habit of suddenly disappearing himself, who knows far more than he's letting on...