Devil's Corner

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"When prosecutor Vicki Allegretti arrives at a rowhouse to meet a confidential informant, she finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time - and is almost shot to death. She barely escapes with her life but cannot save the two others gunned down before her disbelieving eyes. Stunned and heartbroken, Vicki tries to figure out how a routine meeting on a minor case became a double homicide. Then she sets out to see justice done. She can identify the killers - now all she has to do is find them." "Vicki's suspicions take her to Devil's Corner, ...
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Overview

"When prosecutor Vicki Allegretti arrives at a rowhouse to meet a confidential informant, she finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time - and is almost shot to death. She barely escapes with her life but cannot save the two others gunned down before her disbelieving eyes. Stunned and heartbroken, Vicki tries to figure out how a routine meeting on a minor case became a double homicide. Then she sets out to see justice done. She can identify the killers - now all she has to do is find them." "Vicki's suspicions take her to Devil's Corner, a city neighborhood teetering on the brink of ruin - thick with broken souls, innocent youth, and a scourge that preys on both. But the deeper Vicki probes, the more she becomes convinced that the murders weren't random and the killers were more ruthless than she thought. Agreeing with her is her office crush, golden boy Dan Malloy - who is unfortunately too married to give Vicki the kind of support a girl really needs." When another murder thrusts Vicki together with an unlikely ally, she buckles up for a wild ride down a dangerous street - and into the crosshairs of a conspiracy as powerful as it is relentless.
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Editorial Reviews

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The Barnes & Noble Review
When Lisa Scottoline told Ransom Notes she was working on a departure from her New York Times–bestselling series set at the all-female Philadelphia law firm of Rosato & Associates, she forecast that the stand-alone thriller about a woman U.S. attorney would be "grittier than what I've done in the Rosato & Associates books." Devil's Corner lives up to that promise with a powerful, visceral tale in which law and order and crime and punishment share the center of the action. When newly fledged Assistant U.S. Attorney Vicki Allegretti set up her meeting with a confidential informant, she was just expecting to collect some information about illegally resold guns. But she immediately found herself in the middle of a burglary that ended in deadly gunfire, taking the lives of the informant and of the ATF agent working with Vicki on the case. As the sole survivor, Vicki is the only one who can ID the volatile teenage gunmen who fled the scene empty-handed. Soon she's teamed with the informant's daughter, pulling out all the stops on this investigation and following dangerous leads -- pursuing not only the shooters but, just as important, whoever was pulling their strings. Sue Stone
People
“In her expertly crafted 12th novel, the former lawyer creates feisty new heroines.”
Publishers Weekly
Scottoline's 12th novel was inspired by a real-life jury trial for crack-cocaine trafficking of members of one of the most violent gangs in Philadelphia history (in her acknowledgments, the former trial lawyer admits she watches cases like these "for fun"). Such inspiration lends a tough, uncompromising realism to this stand-alone legal thriller. Scottoline (Killer Smile; Dead Ringer; etc.) sets the book in Philly, of course, and her lead this time is assistant U.S. Attorney Vicki Alegretti, whose petite frame belies her gutsy, unbridled determination on the job. While conducting a routine interview with a confidential informant on a straightforward matter, things go awry, and Vicki's partner-along with the informant-is shot. Resolved to find the killer, Vicki takes on the case (unbeknownst to her boss), and that's when the twists begin. In short chapters with cliffhanger endings, Scottoline spins a tale that finds Vicki joining forces with Reheema, a gorgeous black woman from the drug-ridden West Philly neighborhood of Devil's Corner. Reheema wants to find the person responsible for murdering her crack-addicted mother, and as she and Vicki play detective, they realize the murders may be connected and that they're getting increasingly closer to bringing down a sizable drug ring. Scottoline's ability to mix humor with serious subject matter, combined with her intense research of inner city drug trafficking and a side plot involving Vicki's love life, make for compelling entertainment. Agent, Molly Friedrich. (June) Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Scottoline gives the high-spirited, hard-pressed firm of Rosato & Associates a break to introduce an equally gutsy assistant U.S. attorney facing even less plausible challenges. A phone call from confidential informant Shayla Jackson has sent Vicki Allegretti and ATF case agent Bob Morton to a grim Philadelphia neighborhood. Hugely pregnant Shayla is already dead at the appointed address, presumably killed by one Jay-Boy, who shoots Morty three times on his way out while Vicki wrestles his buddy Teeg for his Glock. Vicki manages to dial 911 as Morty's dying, and that's the last moment for a long time that her recklessness isn't the lead story. Next morning, she trumps up an excuse to confront jailed Reheema Bristow, whom Shayla had fingered as the straw buyer of two guns, and nearly strangles the handcuffed prisoner in her rage. Threatened with a lawsuit for her behavior, she drives out to visit Reheema's mother Arissa and turns her attention away from her hostess long enough to let the addled crackhead lift her wallet and totter off into the night. When Arissa is stabbed to death, the cops naturally come looking for the lawyer whose ID was found on the corpse. For reasons best known to him, Vicki's boss doesn't fire her, so she's free to team up with Reheema (!) to prowl the streets in a series of rental cars looking for the killers and finding trouble. On the home front, Vicki's self-styled best friend, her colleague Dan Malloy, is dumped by his perfect wife and falls so quickly into Vicki's bed that you just know things aren't going to go smoothly there either. Even after the shooter is arrested, bad things keep right on happening. Not without Scottoline's customary grit and humor, butsprawling and shapeless, with a particularly unconvincing third act. Bring back Bennie Rosato. Author tour
Booklist
“Entertaining and exciting.”
Philadelphia Magazine
“[Scottoline’s] storytelling is as brisk and breezy as ever, and her voice remains a funny delight.”
New York Law Journal
“Scottoline...has a gift for vivid character portrayal and for fast-paced writing.”
Philadelphia Inquirer
“Thrilling, but also fun, peppered with Scottoline’s tart, cheeky wit.”
Pittsburg Tribune
“Vivid...brisk pacing.”
Chicago Tribune
“Exciting”
Justice magazine
“Sharp and funny.”
Daily Press
“A well-plotted, briskly paced legal thriller.”
Time Magazine
"A fast-paced thriller featuring a female lawyer with an ample supply of attitude....The writing is brisk and sassy."
People Magazine
"In her expertly crafted 12th novel, the former lawyer creates feisty new heroines."
People
“In her expertly crafted 12th novel, the former lawyer creates feisty new heroines.”
Lansing State Journal
“Exciting, top-notch tale of death and deceit.”
Boston Globe
“An entertaining page-turner with plenty of twists and turns and a sturdy surprise ending.”
Time magazine
“A fast-paced thriller featuring a female lawyer with an ample supply of attitude....The writing is brisk and sassy.”
Sacramento Bee
“Fast pacing and [a] sense of play...And the author delivers a serving of humor, too.”
Fort Lauderdale Sun-Sentinel
“Well-plotted, briskly paced.”
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780060742898
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 3/28/2006
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 480
  • Sales rank: 206,433
  • Product dimensions: 4.22 (w) x 7.14 (h) x 1.03 (d)

Meet the Author

Lisa Scottoline

Lisa Scottoline is a New York Times bestselling author and serves as president of the Mystery Writers of America. She has won the Edgar Award, as well as many other writing awards. She also writes a Sunday humor column for the Philadelphia Inquirer, titled "Chick Wit," with her daughter, Francesca Serritella. There are thirty million copies of Lisa's books in print, and she has been published in thirty-two countries. She lives in Pennsylvania with an array of disobedient but adorable pets.

Biography

Most authors admit that they need to work in silence in order to get into the creative process. For them, writing is serious work that requires the utmost peace and concentration. Of course, most authors are not writing the kind of whiz-bang, sharp, wild, and witty works that Lisa Scottoline is producing. Scottoline's unusual working methods and desire for all things pop culture have helped her to create some of the most unapologetically entertaining and compulsively page-turning novels in contemporary popular fiction.

Scottoline's initial impetus to become a novelist was not quite as joyful as her novels might suggest. She had recently given up her position as a litigator at a Philadelphia law firm to raise her newborn daughter at the same time as she was breaking up with her husband. While the birth of her daughter was an undoubtedly happy moment for Scottoline, she was also thrust into relative isolation in the wake of her separation and the end of her job. To keep herself busy (when not tending to her daughter, that is), she decided to write a novel, the provocative story of an ambitious young lawyer whose hectic life becomes even more manic when she learns she is being stalked. Three years after beginning the novel, Scottoline sold Everywhere That Mary Went to HarperCollins a mere week after taking a part-time job as a clerk for an appellate judge—her first job since beginning the book. While her transition from lawyer to novelist may seem abrupt to some, Scottoline asserts that it was law school that gave her the necessary tools to spin a compelling yarn. In a 2005 interview with Barnes & Noble.com, Scottoline asserted that the job of a lawyer is surprisingly similar to that of a good writer: "Take the facts that matter, throw out the ones that don't, order them in such a way in which a point of view is created so that by the time someone is finished listening to your argument or reading your book they see things completely in that point of view."

Scottoline's sure-handed way with an intriguing narrative has led to a string of bestselling thrillers and a popular series revolving around the women of Rosato & Associates, an all-female law firm in Philadelphia—the author's own beloved hometown. Jam-packed with humor, mystery, eroticism, and smarts, her novels are published worldwide and have been translated into twenty-five different languages.

Good To Know

Lisa Scottoline is definitely no TV snob. She feels no shame when revealing her love of everything from Court TV to Oprah to The Apprentice to I Love Lucy.

One of the reasons that Scottoline is such a fabulous writer may have something to do with having a particularly fabulous teacher. While studying English at the University of Pennsylvania she was instructed by National Book Award Winner Philip Roth.

Don't try this at home! Scottoline completed her first novel, Everywhere That Mary Went, while she and her newborn daughter lived solely on $35,000 worth of credit from five Visa cards, which she'd completely maxed out by the time she completed the book three years later.

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    1. Hometown:
      Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
    1. Date of Birth:
      July 1, 1955
    2. Place of Birth:
      Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
    1. Education:
      B.A., University of Pennsylvania, 1976; J.D., University of Pennsylvania Law School, 1981
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Vicki Allegretti always wondered what it would feel like to look into the barrel of a loaded gun, and now she knew. The gun was a black Glock, nine millimeter, and it was aimed at her right eye. Vicki observed the scene out-of-body, as if it were happening to a girl with a better sense of humor. Wonder if black guns make you look thinner, she thought.

Holding her point-blank was an African American teenager with cornrows, who looked as terrified as she was. He looked about fourteen years old, showing just a shadow of a mustache, and his brown eyes were jittery with fear. He kept shifting his weight in his big Iversons, standing tall in baggy jeans and a red satin Sixers jacket. He'd frozen in place when he'd come downstairs and found Vicki standing there, his shocked expression suggesting that he hadn't shot many lawyers. At least not his share.

"You don't want to do this, pal," she said, only apparently calmly. The kid's long fingers trembled on the gun's cross-hatched grip, and his other hand cradled a bulge underneath his jacket, as if he were hiding something. She had evidently interrupted a burglary by a rookie. Unfortunately, the Glock was an all-star. "I'm an assistant U.S. attorney."

"Wha?" The teenager swallowed hard, his eyes flickering with confusion.

"I work for the Justice Department. Killing me is like killing a cop." Okay, it wasn't technically true, but it should have been. "If you shoot me, they'll try you as an adult. They'll go for the death penalty."

"Get your hands up!" The teenager's eyes flared, and he wet his lips with a large, dry tongue.

"Okay, sure. Relax." Vicki raised her hands slowly, fighting the instinct to run. He'd shoot her in the back if she did; the living room was so small, she'd never make it to the front door. Maybe she could talk her way out of it. "Listen, you don't want to upgrade a burglary charge to murder. The stuff that's under your jacket is yours now. Take it and run."

"Shut up!"

So Vicki did, holding her hands up, her thoughts racing ahead. None of this was supposed to be happening. She had come to the rowhouse tonight to meet a confidential informant in a minor straw purchase case. The meeting was to be so routine that Bob Morton, an ATF case agent, was finishing his cigarette outside by the car. Could she stall until Morty got here? And where was her CI now?

"Jay-Boy!" the kid yelled up the stairwell, panicky. "Jay!"

Vicki noted the nickname. She could identify every zit on the kid's face. She wasn't getting out of this alive. She couldn't wait for Morty. She had to do something.

"Jay! Where you at?" the teenager shouted, half-turning away, and Vicki seized her only chance. She grabbed the barrel of the Glock and twisted it upward. At the same instant, Morty walked though the screen door and the whole world exploded.

"Morty, watch out!" Vicky shouted. The Glock fired, jerking convulsively. The barrel seared her palms. The shot split her eardrums. The teenager wrenched the gun back, yanking her off her feet. Simultaneously, another shot rang out. Not from the Glock. Too close to be from Morty's gun. Vicki's throat caught and she looked past the teenager. A man in a goatee and a black coat was shooting at Morty from the stairs.

"No!" Vicki screamed, grappling for the Glock. She glimpsed Morty as he fell backwards, grimacing with pain. His arms flew open like a marionette's, throwing the gun from his hand.

"NO!" Vicki screamed louder, as the shooter on the stairs kept firing. A second gunshot, then a third and fourth burst into Morty's chest, exploding the blue ripstop of his down jacket, jerking his fallen body on impact.

Vicki's heart hiccupped with fear and she yanked harder on the gun. The teenager punched her in the stomach, and she doubled over, gasping for breath. She released the Glock and hit back. She connected with his Sixers jacket and held on for dear life.

"Let go!" the teenager shouted, punching Vicki again and again. She flailed and after a solid body blow, crumpled to the floor, the wind sucked out of her. As she fell, she heard the faraway scream of a police siren and the kid shouting scared, "Jay, we gotta go! Jay!"

Vicki lay doubled over on her side, her body paralyzed with pain. Tears blurred her vision. She couldn't collect her thoughts. She heard footsteps and panting, then a rifle chamber being ratcheted back. She opened wet eyes into the two bottomless black wells of a sawed-off shotgun. Hot smoke curled from the barrels, filling her nose with a burning smell. Aiming the weapon was the shooter with the goatee.

My God, no. Vicki rolled over in a last effort to save herself.

"Don't do it, Jay, she's a cop!" the teenager screamed. Then, "No! Get it! Hurry!" Suddenly they were scrambling to pick things up off the floor. Whatever they'd stolen must have fallen out of the Sixers coat.

"Leave it go, Teeg! We gotta go!" The shooter was already sprinting away, his hands full. The teenager bolted after him, jumping over Morty and out the front door, leaving the rowhouse suddenly quiet.

Morty. Vicki rolled back over and struggled to her feet, stumbling across the living room to him.

"Morty!" she called, anguished, when she reached his side. He was lying on his back, his arms still flung wide, his blue eyes fluttering. "Morty, can you hear me? Morty?"

He didn't answer, his gaze barely focused. His neat features had gone slack and a sheen of perspiration coated his forehead and wet his sandy hair. Fresh blood gurgled from his chest and drenched his jacket, soaking its bright blue to slick black, spattering its exposed white stuffing with red flecks.

No please God. Vicki choked back tears. She covered the wound with her palm to stanch the flow and reached into her raincoat pocket, grabbed her cell phone, flipped it open, and pressed speed dial for 911. When the dispatcher picked up, she said, "I'm at 483 Maron Street, off of Roosevelt Boulevard! I have an officer down! Officer shot!"

"Excuse me?" the dispatcher answered. "Miss, what did you say your name was?"

"Allegretti! Hurry, I have an ATF agent shot! Send an ambulance! Now!" Vicki tucked the slippery cell phone under an ear and pressed against Morty's wound with all her might. "What do I do? He's shot in the chest! I'm trying to stop the blood!"

"Keep it up and don't move him," the dispatcher answered. "Stay calm and I'll get you an ambulance."

"Thank you! Hurry!" Vicki pressed harder on the wound. Blood pulsed hot and wet between her fingers. Morty's lips were parting. He was trying to say something.

"Vick?" Morty's forehead creased. "That...you?"

"Yes, I'm here, It's me!" Vicki felt her heart lift. She kept her palm over the horrific wound. If anybody could survive this, Morty could. He was a fit forty-five year old, he worked out religiously, and he'd even run a marathon.

"What the hell...happened?" A watery red-pink bubble formed in the corner of Morty's mouth, and Vicki fought to maintain emotional control.

"Two kids were here when I came in, it was a burglary. The door was open, and I thought I heard somebody say come in -"

"How's...the CI?"

"I don't know. She may not be home."

"You're okay...right?"

"I'm fine. You're gonna be fine, too." The blood bubble popped, and Vicki watched in horror. If only she'd let him smoke in the car. If only she'd grabbed the gun sooner. The shooter hadn't killed her because he thought she was a cop, but Morty was the cop. On the cell phone, the emergency dispatcher was saying that an ambulance was ten minutes from the house. Vicki said, "The ambulance is on the way. Just hang in, please, hang in."

"Funny. You always said...cigarettes will...kill me." Morty managed an agonized smile.

"You're gonna be fine, Morty. You'll see, you'll be fine. You have to be fine."

"You're bossy for...a midget," Morty whispered, then his smile suddenly relaxed.

And he stopped breathing.

Vicki heard herself scream his name, then dropped the cell phone and tried to resuscitate him until police showed up at the door.

And things got even worse.

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First Chapter

Devil's Corner

Chapter One

Vicki Allegretti always wondered what it would feel like to look into the barrel of a loaded gun, and now she knew. The gun was a black Glock, nine millimeter, and it was aimed at her right eye. Vicki observed the scene out-of-body, as if it were happening to a girl with a better sense of humor. Wonder if black guns make you look thinner, she thought.

Holding her point-blank was an African-American teenager with cornrows, who looked as terrified as she was. He looked about fourteen years old, showing just a shadow of a mustache, and his brown eyes were jittery with fear. He kept shifting his weight in his big Iversons, standing tall in baggy jeans and a red satin Sixers jacket. He'd frozen in place when he'd come downstairs and found Vicki standing there, his shocked expression suggesting that he hadn't shot many lawyers. At least not his share.

"You don't want to do this, pal," she said, only apparently calmly. The kid's long fingers trembled on the gun's crosshatched grip, and his other hand cradled a bulge underneath his jacket, as if he were hiding something. She had evidently interrupted a burglary by a rookie. Unfortunately, the Glock was an all-star. "I'm an assistant U.S. Attorney."

"Wha?" The teenager swallowed hard, his eyes flickering with confusion.

"I work for the Justice Department. Killing me is like killing a cop." Okay, it wasn't technically true, but it should have been. "If you shoot me, they'll try you as an adult. They'll go for the death penalty."

"Get your hands up!" The teenager's eyes flared, and he wet his lips with a large, dry tongue.

"Okay, sure. Relax." Vicki raised her hands slowly, fighting the instinct to run. He'd shoot her in the back if she did; the living room was so small, she'd never make it to the front door. Maybe she could talk her way out of it. "Listen, you don't want to upgrade a burglary charge to murder. The stuff that's under your jacket is yours now. Take it and run."

"Shut up!"

So Vicki did, holding her hands up, her thoughts racing ahead. None of this was supposed to be happening. She had come to the row house tonight to meet a confidential informant in a minor straw purchase case. The meeting was to be so routine that Bob Morton, an ATF case agent, was finishing his cigarette outside by the car. Could she stall until Morty got here? And where was her CI now?

"Jay-Boy!" the kid yelled up the stairwell, panicky. "Jay!"

Vicki noted the nickname. She could identify every zit on the kid's face. She wasn't getting out of this alive. She couldn't wait for Morty. She had to do something.

"Jay! Where you at?" the teenager shouted, half turning away, and Vicki seized her only chance. She grabbed the barrel of the Glock and twisted it upward. At the same instant, Morty walked through the screen door and the whole world exploded.

"Morty, watch out!" Vicki shouted. The Glock fired, jerking convulsively. The barrel seared her palms. The shot split her eardrums. The teenager wrenched the gun back, yanking her off her feet. Simultaneously, another shot rang out. Not from the Glock. Too close to be from Morty's gun. Vicki's throat caught and she looked past the teenager. A man in a goatee and a black coat was shooting at Morty from the stairs.

"No!" Vicki screamed, grappling for the Glock. She glimpsed Morty as he fell backward, grimacing with pain. His arms flew open like a marionette's, throwing the gun from his hand.

"NO!" Vicki screamed louder, as the shooter on the stairs kept firing. A second gunshot, then a third and fourth burst into Morty's chest, exploding the blue ripstop of his down jacket, jerking his fallen body on impact.

Vicki's heart hiccupped with fear and she yanked harder on the gun. The teenager punched her in the stomach, and she doubled over, gasping for breath. She released the Glock and hit back. She connected with his Sixers jacket and held on for dear life.

"Let go!" the teenager shouted, punching Vicki again and again. She flailed and after a solid body blow, crumpled to the floor, the wind sucked out of her. As she fell, she heard the faraway scream of a police siren and the kid shouting, scared, "Jay, we gotta go! Jay!"

Vicki lay doubled over on her side, her body paralyzed with pain. Tears blurred her vision. She couldn't collect her thoughts. She heard footsteps and panting, then a chamber being ratcheted back. She opened wet eyes into the two bottomless black wells of a sawed-off gun. Hot smoke curled from the barrels, filling her nose with a burning smell. Aiming the weapon was the shooter with the goatee.

My God, no. Vicki rolled over in a last effort to save herself.

"Don't do it, Jay, she's a cop!" the teenager screamed. Then, "No! Get it! Hurry!" Suddenly they were scrambling to pick things up off the floor. Whatever they'd stolen must have fallen out of the Sixers coat.

"Leave it go, Teeg! We gotta go!" The shooter was already sprinting away, his hands full. The teenager bolted after him, jumping over Morty and out the front door, leaving the row house suddenly quiet.

Morty. Vicki rolled back over and struggled to her feet, stumbling across the living room to him.

"Morty!" she called, anguished, when she reached his side. He was lying on his back, his arms still flung wide, his blue eyes fluttering. "Morty, can you hear me? Morty?"

He didn't answer, his gaze barely focused. His neat features had gone slack and a sheen of perspiration coated his forehead and wet his sandy hair ...

Devil's Corner. Copyright © by Lisa Scottoline. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
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Introduction

New York Times bestselling author Lisa Scottoline delivers a knockout stand-alone thriller featuring a young federal prosecutor who risks her life to bring down the kingpin of a conspiracy responsible for murders in West Philly.

Assistant US Attorney Vicki Allegretti goes to meet a confidential informant and finds herself facing a loaded 9 mm Glock semiautomatic weapon, wielded by a panicky teenager. Violence is the last thing this neophyte lawyer expects. The case is easy, the kind given to new ADAs to help them cut their teeth. Yet almost before she has time to react, her partner is dead, shot in the chest.

From that high-octane introduction to her job, Vicki vows to continue with the case, protect her informant, and find the shadowy figure behind the death of her partner. This decision will take her to the depths of the federal detention center's "bowl," to a row house on the street where she grew up, and to the posh suburbs where her parents now live. Set against the gritty backdrop of a modern American city and imbued with Lisa Scottoline's trademark style and wit, Devil's Corner is the story of a determined young lawyer seeking justice.

Questions

  1. Devil's Corner opens with the heroine, Vicki Allegretti, facing a loaded gun in the hands of a panicky teenager. Do you think her reaction is a typical one? How might you react in such a situation?

  2. Why is Vicki so determined not to leave the search for Morty's killer to the cops, but to do it herself? What does this say about her?

  3. How do you feel about the way Vicki handles her friendship with the married Dan?

  4. Do you think that Vicki's behavior in the meeting with Reheema Bristow and her lawyer is correct? Is it right to break rules if the end result is achieved?

  5. What kind of relationship does Vicki have with her father? Why?

  6. How does Vicki's upbringing compare with Reheema's? Did each parent do a good job?

  7. What part does the weather play in the story?

  8. Does the change in Vicki and Dan's relationship happen too quickly? Can Vicki trust Dan? Can he trust her?

  9. How effective as sleuths are Vicki and Reheema? How do their motivations differ? Could the case have been solved without them?

  10. What part do cell phones play in the story?

  11. Is there hope for the Devil's Corner neighborhood?

  12. Do you think that Vicki's and Reheema's friendship will endure?

About the Author

Lisa Scottoline is a New York Times bestselling author and a former trial lawyer. She has won the highest prize in crime fiction, the Edgar Award, and has lectured at law schools and bar associations on issues of legal ethics. She is an honors graduate of the University of Pennsylvania and its law school, where she was an editor of the Law Review and won the Loughlin Prize for legal ethics. Her books are published in more than twenty languages, and she remains a life-long resident of the Philadelphia area.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 19, 2008

    Very good

    I thought this book was very good. I found it very hard to put down. I liked how the romance turned out in the end. Very good story.

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    Posted June 11, 2005

    SUPER SUSPENSE AND A STRONG VOCAL PERFORMANCE

    Already entrenched as one of the most popular authors of legal thrillers, Lisa Scottoline shows no signs of success lag. Her twelfth book, Devil's Corner, is once more headed by spunky, bright heroine, Vicki Allegretti, and peppered with trenchant dialogue. Vicki's the kind of gal who finds trouble wherever she looks, and determinedly faces it down. She packs a wallop and a gun, sometimes in her left coat pocket 'where it could shoot out an ovary.' Actress Barbara Rosenblat gives a strong vocal performance as Vicki allies herself with Reheema Bristow to break up a gang dealing in cocaine and death. Meeting an informant can be standard procedure for Vicki but when she shows up at the appointed time what she confronts is a loaded gun. By dint of determination and a lot of luck she escapes a bullet but two others aren't so fortunate. She's at a loss to understand why and how a routine meet turned into a massacre. Her investigation takes her to Philadelphia's sleazier neighborhood, one known as Devil's Corner, a haven for no one but dealers and thieves. It's easy to discover who deals; the big question is who's behind the dealers? A former trial lawyer and Edgar Award winner, Scottoline has delivered another rousing ride through places both low and high with the indefatigable Vicki exceeding the suspense limit at every turn. - Gail Cooke

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 1, 2007

    Suprise

    My first time reading Lisa Scottoline. Will continue to read her books. Fortunately, after reading her book I was reading a local newspaper and to my suprise there appeared her column 'The Philadlphia Inquire' have been reading her articles for sometime, and will continue to read and read more.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 8, 2007

    Another Scottoline Masterpiece

    Great Read. Couldn't put it down. Another Scottoline Masterpiece.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 7, 2014

    Another good book.

    Never forget where you come from. You never leave the past behind and if you don't watch out it can come back when you least expect it. Loved the friendship that developed and the way the hood turned around.

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  • Posted October 2, 2013

    You will never get bored & laugh a lot!

    For as little as Vickie is she sure can get in & out of trouble. She doesn't care how big anyone is if you are in the wrong she will find a way to cut you down. And make you laugh all the way through her problems.

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  • Posted June 14, 2013

    Great read!

    I enjoyed this book from the beginning to the end. It kept my interest the entire way through.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 3, 2013

    highly recommended; kept me guessing until the end.

    I enjoyed this book. I didn't anticipate the ending. Was a good change from the usual characters in her books.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 6, 2012

    Favorite

    This one is my favorite by scottoline. I have read all of her books this spring, this being the last and was delighted to find it has all the best features of her writing.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 18, 2012

    Lucky Lawyer

    I like Lisa's books. She writes about strong females, who are a little vulnerable, but don' t let that interfere with what they want to accomplish.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 1, 2011

    Good read

    Similar to Evonavich books which i loved too

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  • Posted July 5, 2011

    It was ok

    I like Ms. Scottoline on the Murder By the Book things she's done, but I wasnt a huge fan of her writing. This was my first and probably last book of hers. The plot was slow until the last 50 pages or so, it was hard to be sympathetic to the stupidity of the main character and the internalization was poor. Not my best read of the summer.

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  • Posted April 24, 2011

    Great book!

    I really enjoyed this book. Loved the banter between the characters and the fast pace of the storyline. Couldn't put it down because I wanted to find out what would happen next.

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  • Posted November 23, 2009

    Disappointed

    Having just ripped through the thrilling & suspenseful "Dirty Blonde", I couldn't wait to read another 'yarn' by this author. Unfortunately this title had none of the page-flipping-suspense, believable dialogue or engaging plot of 'Dirty Blonde'. I will still read this author - even the most talented must occassionally hit a sour note.

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  • Posted June 20, 2009

    more from this reviewer

    Good Read

    Enjoyed reading

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  • Posted May 29, 2009

    more from this reviewer

    An entertaining read.

    Hard to get into at first, but after the first third the plot picked up and it was hard to put down. This was the first time that I have read this author and I am looking forward to reading more after this one.

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  • Posted March 10, 2009

    Scottoline can't write fast enough for me!

    All her characters are interesting. I usually don't figure out the murderer until I'm halfway through.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 26, 2006

    Bring back Bennie and the gang

    I love Lisa Scottoline's books, but somehow this one is off track for me. It's the writing style with the constant intrusion of Vicki's innermost thoughts in the italicized type that bugged me. Not only is it annoying, but Vicki comes off as very juvenile and silly, IMO. Bring back Bennie and the whole Rosato gang!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 21, 2005

    Excellent

    This is the first Lisa Scottoline book I have read. I realize what I have been missing. I thoroughtly enjoyed this book. I look forward to reading her other books.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 24, 2005

    Big Fan

    I've read and loved just about everything Lisa Scottoline has written. The only book that let me down was The Vendetta Defense. With that said, The Devil's Corner is a clever, witty edge-of-your seat thriller. It's Scottoline at her best.

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