Dead Lawyers Tell No Tales
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Landon Reed is an ex-quarterback convicted of organizing a points-shaving scheme. During his time in prison, he found forgiveness and faith and earned his law degree. Now he longs for an opportunity to prove his loyalty and worth. Be careful what you ask for.
Harry McNaughton is one of the founding partners of McNaughton & Clay―and the only lawyer willing to take a chance employing an ex-con-turned-lawyer. Though Landon initially questions Harry’s ethics and methods, it’s clear the crusty old lawyer has one of the most brilliant legal minds Landon has ever encountered. The two dive into preparing a defense for one of the highest-profile murder trials Virginia Beach has seen in decades when Harry is gunned down in what appears to be a random mugging. Then two more lawyers are killed when the firm’s private jet crashes. Authorities suspect someone has a vendetta against McNaughton & Clay, leaving Landon and the remaining partner as the final targets.
As Landon struggles to keep the firm together, he can’t help but wonder, is the plot related to a shady case from McNaughton & Clay’s past, or to the murder trial he’s neck-deep in now? And will he survive long enough to find out?
the deputies. Sean looked at Kerri, held out his palms, and motioned with his head for her to meet him outside. She started walking toward the metal detector. Just as she was approaching, a deputy handed Sean a document. He eyed it contemptuously. “What’s this?” he asked, his voice acerbic. “A subpoena,” the deputy said. “Courtroom three. ASAP.” Sean looked at the document. “For what?” “Your testimony,” the deputy said. A few other deputies had gathered around, one of them standing behind
championship. That’s when the syndicate had approached Billy instead. Somehow, Landon had learned that Billy was bought off, but Landon never said a word. He could have earned a reduced sentence by turning Billy in. Or Landon could have at least erased all doubts as to whether he had thrown the championship game. Instead, he confessed to his own crimes and kept his mouth shut about Billy’s. The men from the gambling syndicate only pleaded guilty to bribing Landon for the regular-season games.
someone dumping a body bag off the bridge. “Erica Jensen worked at the law firm of Kilgore and Strobel,” Sherman said. “The description of the vehicle from the source matched a vehicle driven by one of the firm’s attorneys, Mr. Elias King, who was also Erica’s boss. That car has now been impounded, and we are conducting a careful search of the trunk and interior. The victim’s body was stuffed in an L.L. Bean bag along with seventy pounds of metal weight-lifting plates designed to weigh down the
elevations and ongoing infrared heat-sensing data, and we can extrapolate a 3-D fly-through of almost any location on earth.” Sean touched part of the screen, and the image on the table became a horizontal 3-D view of the Evin Prison complex. Kerri felt as if she were on the ground, walking around the facility. Sean provided running commentary, pointing out where Seyyed was being held in isolation and the various layers of security that made Evin the Alcatraz of the Middle East. Most of the
world, and Kerri was watching it in real time! It was a reporter’s dream, an international story unfolding right before her eyes, even if she might never get to tell about it. From this day forward, she would never look at the world the same way again. She was like Dorothy after Toto pulled the curtain back. She now knew things people like her were not supposed to know. “Why did they let him in?” she asked Sean quietly. Sean held out a palm as he watched Odysseus take his seat in a courtyard