March 8th, 2007 03:43 EST
Mark Gimenez does an excellent job of hooking you in from the start of the book to the very ending. Beginning with the murder of Clark McCall, the ne’er do well son of a Texas senator (Mack McCall) who plans to run for president, the prologue leaves you hungry to find out whodunit, and why. Clark, a bad seed whose father has told him so, picks up a prostitute in the seedy red-light district of downtown Dallas…and Shawanda Jones, a heroin addict with a young daughter (‘Pajamae’) at home, is the last person he is seen with before the news of his death reaches his father. Though the author doesn’t waste time naming her as a prime suspect who appears to be guilty as sin, the story is actually centered around why it happened and how it ended up affecting the life of one on-the-rise Dallas attorney, A. Scott Fenney, who is bulldozed into defending the suspect against her will, and against his better judgment. It’s a modern-day spin on an old story that will leave you breathless, on the edge of your seat, and hoping for the best.
If nothing else, it also sheds some light on attorneys who are willing to give up “the good life” to do the right thing. How many of them actually care about having to live with their conscience for the rest of their lives? For the two weeks it took me to finish reading it, before work, during lunch breaks, and as much as possible after a long hard day…I could not put it down. If it doesn’t get to the Silver Screen, it would still make a heckuva made-for-television movie for Lifetime.