After a night of hard drinking, ethically challenged Philly defense lawyer Victor Carl wakes to find an unknown woman's name mysteriously tattooed on his chest. He's also juggling a high-profile robbery case involving a priceless Rembrandt. Hmm. Could the two disparate works of art be connected?
Body Count
Four.
Worst Death
Run down by a car.
Lowdown
Lashner, in his sixth outing with the charmingly flawed Carl, tangles
his main story just enough to keep us (mostly) on our toes.
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