Colleen Hoover saved my life: As I took this book to the counter to pay, I knocked over a Hoover display, novels tumbled everywhere. As I bent to pick them up, a throwing knife whizzed past my head, thwacking into a shelf. Standing up I saw my nemesis, ex-KGB hit-man Ivan Ivanov, lining up 2nd blade. I grabbed a Hoover & dashed it at Ivanovs temple, he was stunned. “Neva judge a bork by da cuvvah” I told the demented villain as he came around.