>> Saturday, March 31, 2007
I first heard of this author from My Surly Friend. Now that I’ve read his first book, I’m handing it to my husband to read before it’s due back at the library, because we’ll be buying the rest of Rosenfelt’s books.
Andy Carpenter is a hotshot New Jersey Lawyer who has a reputation for borderline courtroom theatrics to help his cases. He’s irreverent with authority figures and I like that quality in a main character. Andy has been asked by his former DA father to take on an appeal for a death row inmate that his father originally prosecuted. Andy reminds me of Harlan Coben’s Myron Bolitar and in fact the book jacket includes a recommendation from Coben.
In addition to his current case, Andy has a few other things going on in his life including a not-quite-ex-wife who wants to get back together, an investigator that he may or may not be in love with, his loyal golden retriever, Tara, and by the way – there’s also that huge amount of money that he never knew his Dad had . . .
I exact my revenge on Nicole by taking her to a sports bar that I’ve never been to. It’s a sign of how hard she’s trying that she doesn’t voice a complaint about the choice. The only sports Nicole tolerates are sports cars, and occasionally sports shirts. It was a problem in our marriage. One time I planted myself on the couch and watched football for so long that she came over and watered me. Tara licked it off my face and I didn’t miss a single play.
This place actually turns out to be pretty cool, with nine large-screen TVs and headphones that plug into the table so you can hear whatever game you want. Unfortunately, the only game on is a hockey game, which doesn’t interest me. I have this rule: I’m only a fan of sports in which I can pronounce 30 percent of the players’ names. I don’t think Nicole is a big hockey fan either; she glances at the screen and asks me what inning it is.
My Father used to lecture me that a trial is a serious business, not a game, but I have come to disagree. For me a trial and the investigation surrounding it is in fact a game. I turn it into one, so that I can handle and thrive in the midst of all these confrontations. In sports, every play between the participants is a confrontation, but I can deal with that because that is the purpose of the game. Once I can put trials into the same category, it becomes depersonalized and I’m home free.
This is a quick mystery with some fun humor thrown in. I’ve added all of Rosenfelt’s books to my TBR list.