They are defense attorneys for the right reasons. To protect the innocent from being railroaded. OK, most of their clients deserved it, but still. There is always that one.
The Florida State DA and chief foil for Jake, Raymond Pincher, comes to Jack with an offer. Become a one-time prosecutor on a murder case. Not his cup of tea, but says OK. If it gets a scumbag off the streets.
Said scumbag is Dr. Clark Calvert, a Miami orthpaedic surgeon with control issues. Wants to make sure you and everyone else knows he is the smartest, wealthiest, most athletic, best looking person in the room. Likes to choke his women during sex. And when he was a resident up in New England, had this gorgeous undergrad girlfriend named Victoria Lord. You've heard of her. And he has retained the law firm of Soloman and Lord to defend him.
Jake's case isn't overflowing with evidence. Cuz there is no body, no evidence, no witness. For the prosecution consul, no problem. Unless you count The Titty Bar, a Georgia-based actress, a Miami mafia boss, et al. either trying to either help of stop Jakes prosecution of Dr. Calvert.
This is almost the polar opposite of the Field on Honor I just posted. While that was page after page after page of lightning-paced action, Bum Deal is page after page after page of in your face dialogue with legal mumbo jumbo used to twist the truth eight ways from Sunday. And I read this one way faster than than Field of Honor. Yeah, they are muy different. But Bum Deal was whole lot more entertaining as we approach summer. Sit down, put up your feet, grab a tequila, and let Jake and friends take you on a fun ride through the oppressive heat and humidity that permeates the Dade County court system.
Lots of folks will say that Carl Hiassen is their favorite author about Florida. Well, folks. Paul Levine should be your second favorite Florida author.
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