According to the blurb this
book is up with John Grisham and Scott Turow in the tradition of
American courtroom thrillers. Always a suspicious ploy by the
publishers, don't you think, to compare their authors to somebody
better known. And so it is in this rather bland and certainly
unbelievable thriller. Poor boy made good Daniel Ames is a promising
lawyer with a prestigious Portland, Oregon law firm. Unfortunately
he discovers that the company's biggest client Geller
Pharmaceuticals are making drugs whose side-effects are horrendous
on its takers. With the help from an initially suspicious woman
lawyer he brings Geller to court, finds true love, and (naturally)
discovers that there are more important things in life than money.
In its favour it is reasonably well-written, particularly the scene
in the cemetery when he is being shot at by an unknown man, and
moves along at a fairly fast rate. Unfortunately as we have seen the
plot is hackneyed and not remotely believable. |
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