Len Deighton is one of my all-time favorite authors, which is why I
can't believe I hadn't found this novel sooner. He is a master of the
espionage thriller, but this one is a good old fashioned mystery. Our
hero is not a detective, though, but a lawyer. Yep, a lawyer.
I love the character of Mickey Murphy - he is so adorable! His office is
in a bad LA neighborhood, his partner is into some shady deals, his law
practice is being bought out by a multi-millionaire who also happens to
be married to Murphy's old high school sweetheart for whom he still
carries a serious torch. When his ex-wife isn't pretending she's going
to throw herself off his ledge, she's sending her astrologer round to
threaten him for more money, his son is living with a fem-nazi and his
German secretary barely speaks English. His friend the movie star wants
to buy a gun, his friend the cop suspects him of murder and his friend
the body guard keeps threatening to kill him.
The take over of his law practice is not so innocent as it seems and
there is something more going on, but Murphy is having a hard time
figuring out what the deal is. He happens to be the only honest party
involved, so chances are, he'll end up screwed. The whole thing comes to
a head as the city goes up in flames during a huge riot.
A must read!