The title of this book says it all. But not in the way you might think.
Robert Feaver is a personal injury lawyer, who has a problem. The IRS has come banging on his door asking questions about a certain little secret bank account he and his partner have been keeping hidden away. Now in need of a good lawyer himself, he turns to George Mason.
From this quiet beginning comes a novel that you won’t want to put down. Intrigue, politicking, and suspense will keep you turning pages, but when you finally finish the thoughts that will remain with you are those about what friendship and love really mean. What evil is, and where the line between evil and good may lie – and is it acceptable to commit an evil act to accomplish good?
I think my favorite thing about this book is the brilliant characterization of every player on the stage. Mr. Turow captures them with a paragraph, makes them our friend, someone we know, and then digs deeper. No one is really a villain, here – everyone is just human, and as such, subject to the foibles and weaknesses that all of us share.
Robbie Feaver, especially, seems on the surface to be your typical sleazy personal injury lawyer – ambulance chaser, skirt chaser, and consummate liar. Yet in the end, he turns out to have the truest heart of all.
This book is the best of both worlds. Pick it up for some light entertainment and you will surely be pleased. And still, when you put it down, you’ll stop and think for a minute about what you’ve just read. Scott Turow is truly a master of the art.