If you are looking for a novel with no heroes, this is the story for you. Lassiter is a guy who is trying to get by. He isn't heroic and he's willing to do any kind of trick to get his (sometimes guilty) clients off. He's not the world's best lawyer. In fact at one point he says that he was in the top half of the bottom third of his class in law school. But he is willing to go to the line for his clients.When Amy Larkin shows up in his office with an old photo searching for her missing sister, it throws Lassiter back into a time he would rather forget. He was a typical testosterone and alcohol fueled pro-football player who mostly rode the bench when he met Krista Larkin. They had a brief encounter and then went their separate ways. When Amy accuses him of being the last person who saw Krista alive, Lassiter is drawn into the case of trying to find out what happened to Krista.The case leads him into the porn industry in South Florida with the assorted sleazebags and mobsters as he tries to find Krista and, maybe, ease the conscience that is nagging at him and telling him he didn't do what he could have done to help her. This was an entertaining mystery with well-developed characters. I liked how the twists and turns played out on the way to something like justice at the conclusion. Fans of hard-boiled mysteries with ambiguous characters will really enjoy this one.
