Grisham (The Client, 1993, etc.) justifies a colossal first
printing of 2.8 million copies with his best-plotted novel yet,
gripping the reader mightily and not letting go. Nor is there the
dispersal of belief that often follows his knockout openings.
Patrick Lanigan is tracked down to his hideout in Brazil, where he
lives modestly near the Paraguayan border. Surely, Jack Stephano
thinks, Patrick could not have spent the $90 million he ran off
with four years ago. Jack has spent $3 million tracking Patrick
down, and he wants that money. He wants it so much that he's
blithely torturing Patrick to discover its location. The problem is
that Patrick doesn't really know. He's given power of attorney to
his lover, the brilliant Brazilian lawyer Eva Miranda, and she has
been shuttling the money from bank to bank around the world,
keeping it untraceable. When Patrick fails to call her at four in
the afternoon, per usual, she skips out, as they've planned, and
goes into hiding. And as planned, she phones the FBI office in
Biloxi, Mississippi, and tells them that one Jack Stephano has very
likely captured Patrick and is holding him in Brazil. The FBI puts
pressure on Stephano to bring Patrick back to Biloxi, where the
embezzlement took place and where Patrick's cremated remains were
buried after his car went over an embankment. Patrick even attended
his own funeral, watching through binoculars. As it turns out, the
$90 million he ran off with was dirty money his law firm had helped
collect in a criminal conspiracy to rob the government. Will the
money be returned? Will Patrick escape trial for the murder of
whoever it was that died in that accident? And what of Eva, now
hiding in the States and helping Patrick orchestrate his defense?
Grisham comes up with a masterfully bittersweet end (with his title
taking on a sly double edge) that may be his most satisfying ever.
(Kirkus Reviews)
They found him in a small town in Brazil, near the border with Paraguay. He had a new name, Danilo Silva, and his appearance had been changed by plastic surgery. The search had taken four years. They'd chased him around the world, always just missing him. It had cost their clients three and a half million dollars. But so far none of them had complained. The man they were about to kidnap had not always been called Silva. Before he had had another life, a life that ended in a car crash in February 1992. His gravestone lay in a cemetery in Biloxi, Mississippi. His name before his death was Patrick S. Lanigan. He had been a partner at an up and coming law firm. He had a pretty wife, a new daughter, and a bright future. Six weeks after his death, $90 million had disappeared from the law firm. It was then that his partners knew he was still alive, and the long pursuit had begun…
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