By Arthur Jay Harris. Marie Luskin answered the door for a florist's delivery, and found a gunman instead. A bitter divorce among the wealthy leads to "an outrageous courtroom circus fueled by revelations of jealousy, illicit sex, drug-dealing," hitmen, money-laundering...the usz.
The writing of this one is, if you'll forgive the term, florid, but the book itself is in decent shape, despite a cracked spine and some edgewear. Toned pages, but unmarked, no dog-ears. A solid reading copy.