It has been proven that no one does it better than John Grisham. His novel, The Street lawyer, is as unputdownable as ever. Grisham is just fluent and fascinating. Few writers have so much to say, the skills to make reading what they say an irresistible pleasure — and the clout to be able to say it to an audience of millions.
Michael was in a hurry. He was scrambling up the ladder at Drake and Sweeny, a giant Washington law firm. The money was good and getting better and a partnership was three years away. He was a rising star, with no time to waste, no time to stop, no time to toss a few coins into the cups of panhandles, no time for a conscience.
But a violent encounter with a homeless man stopped him cold. Michael survived, his assailant did not. Who was the homeless man? Michael did some digging and found a dirty secret and the secret involved Drake and Sweeny.
Soon Michael was in the street, a thief, on the run from the very dreams he once valued above everything else.
This book is very compelling. Grisham is more adept at getting the reader to turn the page than almost any writer working today.