First Degree (Andy Carpenter Series #2) [NOOK Book]

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No one can separate defense attorney Andy Carpenter from his golden retriever, Tara, and she returns his affection, standing loyally beside him through every investigation, no matter how dangerous or puzzling-and he is about to be confronted with one of his most difficult cases yet.

When a cop's body is found burned and decapitated, the last thing Andy expects is for a stranger to waltz into his office and admit to the crime. For the ...
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Overview

No one can separate defense attorney Andy Carpenter from his golden retriever, Tara, and she returns his affection, standing loyally beside him through every investigation, no matter how dangerous or puzzling-and he is about to be confronted with one of his most difficult cases yet.

When a cop's body is found burned and decapitated, the last thing Andy expects is for a stranger to waltz into his office and admit to the crime. For the wisecracking millionaire attorney suffering from "lawyer's block," the case looks like a no-brainer, until the cops pick up another suspect: Andy's lead P.I., Laurie Collins, who happens to be the love of his life. Soon Laurie's case is looking bleak and Andy is becoming increasingly desperate. All he had wanted was a case to sink his teeth into. Now he gets one that's a kick in the head . . . and the heart.
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Editorial Reviews

Entertainment Weekly
A solid setup with suspense just where you want it, humor just when you need it....Plus, Carpenter is a breezily self-deprecating narrator.
New York Times Book Review
"...smartly balances his hero's...charm with a fast-paced plot, sophisticated courtroom techniques and...colorful sidekicks.
6/8/03
The New York Times
Rosenfelt smartly balances his hero's bushy-tailed charm with a fast-paced plot, sophisticated courtroom techniques and enough colorful sidekicks (and lovable dogs) to keep this new series on its entertaining track. — Marilyn Stasio
Publishers Weekly
Clever plot twists, deft legal maneuverings and keen wit boost Rosenfelt's accomplished follow-up to his Edgar-nominated debut, Open and Shut (2002). Newly wealthy and no longer in need of cases to sustain his legal practice, Paterson, N.J., attorney Andy Carpenter is free to pick and choose his clients. The glib, amiable Andy certainly would not choose the character who comes into his office confessing to the grisly murder of corrupt police officer Alex Dorsey. The bad end of a bad cop has almost endless ramifications. After successfully dealing with one complication arising from this surprising visit, Andy is faced with an even worse one when his lover, PI Laurie Collins, winds up accused of Dorsey's murder. As the net of overwhelming circumstantial evidence tightens around Laurie during the judicial process, every lead Andy and his team pursue seems to result in either a death or a dead end. The author adroitly maintains a fast pace while switching gears effortlessly between the courtroom and the investigation. As satisfying as the nuts and bolts of the case are, it's the sheer likability of Andy and the odd assortment of his friends and staff that lifts the story from merely enjoyable to genuinely delightful. Rosenfelt should win a unanimous verdict: first-rate. (May 14) Forecast: On the heels of strong reviews for the author's first novel, plus blurbs from Harlan Coben and Donald E. Westlake, this Mystery Guild Featured Alternate should garner even better sales than those for Open and Shut. Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
Self-proclaimed hotshot lawyer Andy Carpenter, first introduced in Rosenfelt's debut, Open and Shut, has not had to work much since he inherited an unexpected $22 million. Still, when his chief investigator, who is also his lover, is charged with the murder of a corrupt cop, he naturally takes her case. In between clever but frantic legal maneuvers, Andy tries desperately to unravel multiple deceptions in this elaborate frame-up. The tone is kept light by Andy's sarcasm, sports fanaticism, and search for an appropriate charity to support, while the author's use of the first-person present tense emphasizes that Andy knows no more than the reader about what will happen next. Drawing on his experience in Hollywood marketing and scriptwriting, Rosenfelt keeps the plot roaring along, leaving incongruities and character development in its wake while keeping the reader chuckling and turning pages. Fans of Donald Westlake or Janet Evanovich may enjoy the wit and humor here. For all collections seeking lighter legal thrillers.-Roland Person, Southern Illinois Univ. Lib., Carbondale Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Rosenfelt's got it all -- canny invention, snappy dialogue, deftly managed legal conflicts, startling surprises -- and he displays it all with an economy that should make his courtroom brethren hang their heads in shame.
Booklist
Very good, indeed, and it confirms that Rosenfelt will be a force in the legal-thriller world for a long time to come.
Kirkus Reviews
Call Andy Carpenter a starry-eyed idealist, but when one Geoffrey Stynes walks into his Paterson, New Jersey, law office and announces that he's the man who cut off bent Lt. Alex Dorsey's head, poured gasoline over his body, and set it afire, Andy (Open and Shut, 2002) refuses to represent him. In fact, since the attorney/client privilege prevents him from sharing Stynes's revelation with the cops, he goes so far as to get himself appointed public defender to Oscar Garcia, the handyman/drug dealer who's been arrested for the crime. It's a resourceful, if quixotic, idea, but it doesn't prevent ADA Dylan Campbell from dropping the charges against Garcia and arresting Laurie Collins, the Paterson cop who'd served under Dorsey, fingered him to his superiors, then quit the force after a cover-up left Dorsey untouched except for a reprimand and Laurie hanging out to dry. Since Laurie has become Andy's investigator and lover, he takes an even more personal interest in the case. And he'll need every scrap of motivation, because the case against Laurie seems airtight; the judge, Walter "Hatchet" Henderson, is no friend of Andy's; Geoffrey Stynes has vanished; and every new lead Andy follows turns literally into a dead end. When Laurie makes bail, she's able to set up housekeeping once more with Andy and a security bracelet on her ankle. But how long will their pre-honeymoon last? Rosenfelt's got it all-canny invention, snappy dialogue, deftly managed legal conflicts, startling surprises-and he displays it all with an economy that should make his courtroom brethren hang their heads in shame.
New York Times Book Review
"Entertaining...fast-paced...sophisticated."
San Antonio Express-News
"Entertaining....Rosenfelt writes with exceeding charm and humor."
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780446507516
  • Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
  • Publication date: 7/31/2007
  • Series: Andy Carpenter Series , #2
  • Sold by: Hachette Digital, Inc.
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 16,201
  • File size: 685 KB

Meet the Author

DAVID ROSENFELT is the former marketing president for Tri-Star Pictures and lives in Southern California.

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First Degree


By David Rosenfelt

Mysterious Press

Copyright © 2003 David Rosenfelt
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0892967544


Chapter One

OPENING DAY.

Said separately, they're just two ordinary words. "Opening" and "day." No big deal. But put them together, liberally sprinkle some thirty-year-old memories, and they take on a meaning that can simultaneously bring a rush of excitement and a threat of tears. At least to me.

"Opening day." My mind's eye conjures up men in pin-stripes racing onto a lush green field as the public address announcer booms, "Ladies and gentlemen, the New York Yankees!" That field is a clean spring slate; none of those players have yet made an error, or hit into a double play, or thrown a bat in disgust. Nor have they plans to.

The feeling I have on opening day is one I shared with my father and one he shared with his father before that. Today it takes on an added significance, because I'm going to continue that legacy. The experience won't be quite identical, but we in the Carpenter family are nothing if not adaptable.

I should mention the differences, subtle though they are. First of all, since I don't have any children, the offspring I am passing the sacred tradition on to is my golden retriever, Tara. Also, with the baseball season a good month away, we won't be going to Yankee Stadium, and we won't be seeing a base-ball game. The particular opening that we are attending is that of Paterson, New Jersey's first-ever dog park.

I've never actually been to a dog park; I'm not even sure what one is. Tara hasn't been to one either, unless it was during the first two years of her life, before I knew her. If she has, I suspect the experience was less than thrilling, since I told her yesterday that we'd be going, and she was not awake all night in eager anticipation.

This dog park is supposed to be a pretty big deal. It was even a campaign issue in the recent election for mayor. Every candidate promised to have one, so I guess Paterson must have a lot of people like me, concerned citizens who vote the straight dog ticket.

As Tara and I drive over, I'm not getting the feeling that she's into the swing of things. She sits on the front seat, munches on a rawhide chewy, and doesn't show the least bit of interest in where we might be headed. Even when we get close, and we can hear the barking, she doesn't bother to look up and just keeps chomping away. Now I know why my father never gave me chewies on the way to Yankee games.

The park itself is nothing more than a very large dirt area, maybe the size of a football field, fenced on all sides. There must be a hundred dogs running around, getting to know each other, stopping to drink at numerous and well-positioned water fountains. Sort of a canine singles bar. There are maybe half as many humans, almost exclusively women, standing off to one side, talking and occasionally throwing a tennis ball, which sends the dogs into an absolute frenzy.

As we near the entrance gate, Tara seems to watch this scene with some measure of horror, much as I would approach a mosh pit. But she's a good sport; she checks her dignity at the door and enters with me. I walk toward the humans, and so does Tara. She'll do this for my sake, but she's not about to go fighting for a tennis ball like some animal.

The conversation, as might be expected, pretty much centers around all things canine. The dog park, the dogs, dog food, dog toys ... it all seems fascinating, except as a male I'm not included. Tara keeps leaning against my leg, in a subtle suggestion that we bail out of here. I am preparing to do just that when a woman deigns to speak to me. "Your dog seems a little antisocial." She's talking about Tara, and if she hadn't said it with a smile on her face, we'd be duking it out right now.

I decide to go with glib. "This isn't really her scene. She's an intellectual. Bring her to a poetry reading, and she's the life of the party."

The woman, nice-looking despite her "yuppie puppie" headband, for some reason decides this could be a conversation worth continuing. "I have a friend looking for a golden retriever puppy. What breeder did you get her from?" I shake my head. "I didn't. She was in the animal shelter." She is amazed by this, as I was, as would be any normal human being. "You mean somebody abandoned this dog? And she could have been ..."

She doesn't want to say "killed" or "put to sleep," so I take her off the hook with a nod. "She was on her last day when I got her."

The horrified woman calls some of her friends over to tell them this story, and before I know it I'm holding court in the middle of maybe twenty women, all of them gushing over my sensitivity for having rescued this dog. The dog in question, Tara, stands dutifully by my side, enduring the embarrassment and apparently willing to let me take the credit, even though she was the one stuck in that shelter.

After a few minutes of embellishing the story about the animal shelter, which I am now referring to as "death row," I move smoothly into light banter. This is interrupted by a woman standing toward the back.

"Hey, aren't you that lawyer who won that big case? I saw you on television. Andy Carpenter, right?" I nod as modestly as I can manage. She is talking about the Willie Miller case, in which I proved Willie's innocence in a retrial after he had spent seven years facing the death penalty. The women connect the dots and realize that I am that rare person who saves both dogs and people from death rows everywhere, and the group attitude quickly moves toward hero worship. It's daunting, but that's the price I pay for being heroic.

Suddenly, there is a sign of life and interest from Tara, as she moves quickly toward a woman approaching our group. The newcomer, to my surprise, is Laurie Collins, the chief (and only) investigator for my law practice, and the chief (and only) woman that I am in love with. She would not have been my first choice to interrupt this meeting of my all-female sensitivity class, but she looks so good that I don't really mind. As Laurie comes closer, I can see that she doesn't only look good, she looks intense. She doesn't even lean over to pet Tara, an uncharacteristic oversight which surprises me and positively shocks Tara. Laurie comes right over to me, and my devoted fans part slightly and grudgingly to let her through. "Alex Dorsey is dead," she says.

"What?" It's a reflex question. I wasn't asking it to get more information in the moment, but that's exactly what I get. "Somebody decapitated him, then poured gasoline on his body and set it on fire."

If you ever want to get rid of twenty adoring women, I know a line you can use. My fans leave so fast you'd think there was a "70% off" sale at Petco. Based on the gleam in Laurie's eye, that's exactly what she expected. Within moments it is just Laurie, Tara, and myself.

"Sorry to interrupt, Andy," she says. "At first I wasn't sure it was you. I thought it might be a rock star." I put on my most wistful look. "For a moment there, I was." "You up for breakfast at Charlie's? Because I'd like to talk to you about Dorsey."

"Okay," I say. "I'll meet you there." She nods and walks to her car. I'm going to drop Tara off at home and then go to Charlie's, which is just five minutes from my house.

On the way there, I reflect on Dorsey's death and what it might mean to me. The answer is that it means absolutely nothing at all to me, except for the impact it will have on Laurie. But that will be considerable.

Alex Dorsey was a lieutenant in the Paterson Police Department when Laurie was making detective, and she was assigned to his command at the time of her promotion. It didn't take long for her to realize that whatever he once had been, he had ceased to be a very good cop. If there was an easy way out, Dorsey would find an even easier one. He was a walking billboard for the twenty-year retirement rule, although obviously he had chosen to take his retirement while still on the job.

It took a while longer for Laurie to realize that laziness was not Alex Dorsey's biggest vice. Like most of her colleagues, she had heard the rumors that Dorsey was on the take, but she came to believe that the truth was something even worse. Dorsey was playing both sides; he was partners in business with the criminals he was supposed to be investigating. And he was such a tough, resourceful son of a bitch that he had been getting away with it for a long time.

Laurie agonized about what to do but emotionally didn't really have a choice. Her father and uncle had been cops, good cops, and she learned from a very early age that what Dorsey was doing was the worst kind of public betrayal. Laurie developed some evidence against him, circumstantial but a compelling start, and presented it to Internal Affairs. It was not her job to prove the case, and besides, she knew that they could take it from there. Conclusive evidence would not be difficult to uncover, and it wouldn't be long before Dorsey paid for his sins.

But the first sign that Dorsey was not going down easily was the almost immediate public knowledge that Laurie was the person who had turned him in. That leak was a violation of department policy, which guarantees anonymity to those who turn over evidence implicating an officer in a crime. Laurie's action was also considered by some a violation by her of the ridiculous code of silence, which says that cops don't turn on other cops, no matter how slimy those other cops might be. The controversy brought chaos and bitterness to the department. Dorsey had developed quite a power base over the years, and he was aware of skeletons in closets where most people didn't even know there were closets. The rank and file, and probably the department leadership, were drawn to one side or the other, and it became perceived as Alex Dorsey versus Laurie Collins. His supporters viewed her as the enemy, or worse, as a traitor.

It became apparent to Laurie that the investigation, mired in departmental and even mayoral politics, was going to be neither complete nor fruitful. So when the word finally came out that Dorsey was merely reprimanded for "improprieties," rather than dismissed and charged with felonies, Laurie's disenchantment and disgust were complete, and she left the department. She opened her own investigative agency, and I became one of her clients. Happily, I became much more later on. A week ago, word got out that new information had surfaced and that Dorsey was facing imminent arrest. Unfortunately, that word must have also gotten to Dorsey, who proceeded to disappear. Laurie openly admitted to feeling vindicated by the turn of events, which was the last we had heard of Dorsey until today's grisly discovery.

I drop Tara off, give her a biscuit, and head over to Charlie's. It is basically a sports bar/restaurant, but it has recently added a terrific breakfast menu. One of the many things I love about Laurie is that she likes Charlie's as much as I do, which is about as much as is possible to like a restaurant. Even on Sunday mornings, when there are no games on the ten television screens, it's a great place to be.

I order some fresh fruit, hash browns, and black coffee, then sit back and prepare to listen. I know Laurie well enough to realize that in this case, when she says she needs to talk to me, that isn't exactly what she means. What she needs to do right now is talk period, and she feels a little silly if there's nobody around to hear it. So I am the designated listener.

Laurie starts a five-minute soliloquy about Dorsey, rehashing some of their history together. It's nothing I don't already know, and nothing she doesn't know I already know. She wraps it up with, "He was a bad guy. A really bad guy. You know that."

Recognizing that it is my turn to speak, I nod. "Yes, I do. He was a bad guy. Absolutely. A bad guy." Laurie is silent for a few moments, then says softly, "The thing that bothers me, Andy, is that I'm glad he's dead. When I heard about it, I was glad." This is a major admission from someone who, when she catches a fly, takes it outside and turns it loose. "That's normal," I say.

She shakes her head, unwilling to be let off the hook. "Not for me." "He was a dirty cop who had it coming." I twirl my imaginary mustache and inject some humor. "Said the liberal to the conservative."

She seems completely unamused, which I have to assume reflects her emotional state rather than the quality of the joke. I try again, continuing with the same theme. "At today's performance, the role of tough law-and-order advocate will be played by Andy Carpenter, and the role of defender of the indefensible will be played by Laurie Collins."

She ignores this one as well; I should be writing them down to use on more appreciative audiences. The fact is, I can't get that exercised about Dorsey's death; the planet is a healthier place for his being gone. He represented a terribly unpleasant chapter in Laurie's life, an emotional toothache, and I'm hoping she can now put it behind her. But she's not letting it drop, so I decide to steer the conversation toward the nuts and bolts of today's news. "Do they have any suspects?" I ask.

"Doesn't seem like it. Pete's theory is that his mob friends turned on him once he was no longer of any value to them." "Pete" is Lieutenant Pete Stanton, my closest, and only, friend on the police force, and one of the few officers who openly supported Laurie during the tough times. I'm not surprised that he would be the one to provide her with information about Dorsey's death. "Where was he found?" I ask.

"In a warehouse on McLean Boulevard. Kids called in an alarm when they saw smoke. Turned out it was Dorsey that was on fire."

She takes a deep breath and continues. "They think his head was sliced off, maybe with a machete. Whoever did it must have kept it as a souvenir. And the body was burned beyond recognition. They only ID'd him based on some unusual kind of ring he was wearing." My antennae go up. "That's all?"

She nods. "But they're running a DNA test to be sure." I'm glad to hear that. I wouldn't put it past Dorsey to murder someone else and fake the whole thing. People on both sides of the law have a tendency to stop chasing you when they think you're dead.

We talk about the Dorsey situation some more, until there's nothing left to say about it. "Are you going into the office tomorrow?" she asks. I nod. "Probably late morning. I'm meeting with Holbrook on the Danny Rollins case at nine-thirty." "Wow. Practice is really taking off, huh?"

Laurie is gently mocking both the fact that I'm representing Danny Rollins, who happens to be my bookmaker, and the fact that I've got absolutely nothing else to do. I haven't taken on a significant client in the six months since the Willie Miller case. And it's not that I haven't had the opportunities. The way the trial ended, with Willie getting off and the real killers exposed, I became a media darling and Paterson's answer to Perry Mason. I've been at the top of every felon's wish list ever since. But I've rejected them all. Each turndown had its own rationale.

Continues...


Excerpted from First Degree by David Rosenfelt Copyright © 2003 by David Rosenfelt
Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 20, 2004

    love this typical male!

    I read all 3 of his series after seeing janet evanovich recommend it on the today show. His character, Andy Carpenter is believable and human. Great dialogue in the courtroom, and enough to keep you interested and guessing to the end.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 14, 2012

    Great second book in series

    After reading, and enjoying the first book of this series, I was skeptical this could be as good - it was and I will go ahead and start reading the rest of the series.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 8, 2012

    Highly recommend

    Even better than the first. Looking forward to #3

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 1, 2012

    Love this writer!

    Andy Carpenter is my new favorite character. I love his humor and story telling. Being a dog lover, I like that his canine companion is just that, an animal companion. I am going to read the entire series.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 26, 2009

    First Degree

    I liked this book made you keep wanting to read it. I'm big on dogs which helped

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 9, 2007

    Enjoyable

    I love David Rosenfelt's books. His character, Andy Carpenter, is funny, sarcastic, and quirky, and the plots are such that you can't put his books down.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 2, 2007

    2ND BOOK A WINNER ALSO!!

    David Rosenfelt's second book is just as good as his first. Again, I just couldn't put it down!! His characters are so real you feel you know them. His love for his dog, Tara, is an absolute plus for us dog lovers. His courtroom antics shine, his investigators are top-notch and the twists and turns keep you turning the pages. First rate again!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 31, 2013

    Great fun!

    Great fun! Well-plotted story. Doesn't rehash previous book in series too much (just right). Have bought next one

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  • Posted January 24, 2011

    Great author! Great series!

    Suspenseful with humor to boot! Wonderful writing!

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  • Posted November 3, 2009

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    Attorney Andy Carpenter has been basking in the notoriety he gained by proving a client on death row innocent while living off the millions he inherited from his father. Andy has been more occupied lately with hanging out with Tara, the "best dog in the universe", and trying to find a worthy charity to share his money with, and isn't in too big of a hurry to get back in the courtroom. But when his investigator/lover Laurie Collins is arrested for the brutal death of a policeman she filed an ethics charge against, Andy's on the case and ready to defend Laurie against a frame-up. But the evidence against Laurie keeps stacking up and Andy is faced with a formidable challenge: how to convince the jury of Laurie's innocence.

    This witty courtroom drama bypasses many of the same genre simply because it's so much fun to read. Characters are well-developed and especially appealing is Tara, a dog Andy rescues from doggy death row at the animal shelter and to whom Andy is totally committed. There are plenty of legal maneuverings wrapped around a mystery that at times seems unsolvable. Rosenfelt's first-tense presentation is filled with witty cynicisms amid an intriguing, fast-paced plot.

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  • Posted August 9, 2011

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    It is okay

    I do not care for this series at all. I gave it one more shot and now I am done with it. It is slow moving and his jokes are horrible.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    tremendous legal thriller

    Paterson, New Jersey attorney Andy Carpenter enjoys the freedom of newly acquired wealth, though the accompanying fame from his previous OPEN AND SHUT CASE makes him a mark for every local felon in the city where Lou Costello was born. Still proving death row inmate Willie Miller innocent was quite a feat, but though bored and able to be selective in choosing whom he wants to represent, Andy selects no clients. <P>Everything changes when private investigator Laurie Collins informs Andy that someone decapitated and set on fire dirty Patterson cop Alex Dorsey. Laurie once worked for Alex and tried to get him kicked off the force for his illegal dealings, but failed. Many folks on both sides of the law had motive and means to viciously kill Dorsey. However, PPD finds staggering circumstantial evidence that clearly points towards Laurie as the killer. Now motivated to work the judicial system, Andy and his help chase down every lead regardless of how small, but they either turn out dead, dead ended, or find more proof that his beloved client murdered the deserving victim. <P>FIRST DEGREE is a tremendous legal thriller. This and his previous novel proves that David Rosenfelt is heading for a seat on the Supreme Court of sub-genre authors. The story line is fast-paced whether it is in the courtroom or on the street seeking clues. Even more important is his effortless switching between the legal machinations and the investigation. Still what makes this OPEN AND SHUT novel a winner is the strong, fully developed and personable cast who readers will like so they will root for a not guilty resolution. <P>Harriet Klausner

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