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Fiction. Literature. Suspense. Thriller. HTML: They watched Danilo Silva for days before they finally grabbed him. He was living alone, a quiet life on a shady street in Brazil; a simple life in a modest home, certainly not one of luxury. Certainly no evidence of the fortune they thought he had stolen. He was much thinner and his face had been altered. He spoke a different language, and spoke it very well.But Danilo had a past with many chapters. Four years earlier he had been Patrick Lanigan, a young partner in a prominent Biloxi law firm. He had a pretty wife, a new daughter, and a bright future. Then one cold winter night Patrick was trapped in a burning car and died a horrible death. When he was buried his casket held nothing more than his ashes.From a short distance away, Patrick watched his own burial. Then he fled. Six weeks later, a fortune was stolen from his ex-law firm's offshore account. And Patrick fled some more. But they found him. BONUS: This edition includes an excerpt from John Grisham's The Litigators..… (more)
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This makes the very last pages of the book all the more stunning : they trigger a disturbing emotion
Patrick, living with an unfaithful wife, is as is usual in a Grisham novel, a sucessful lawyer. He's just been
Nowhere is there any discussion about the thought of decieving so many people, nobody reproaches him for it, and it never crosses his mind. He's been a complete bastard, decieving his friends for years, spying on his wife, and work collegues, abandoning his paretns, and relying on his girlfiriend to keep him out of trouble, and not once, nowhere is this thought to be a problem. Needless to say, I had little sympathy for him.
The writing is Grisham's usual, fastpaced, skipping over any plot holes but enjoyable mostof the time. For no explained reason Patrick decides to release his story in dribs and drabs rather than in one long conversation. This is annoying as Patricks story is the key part of the book, rather than all the manipulatin of the justice system going on around him.
Fairly typical mid-course Grisham - it's not about lawyers in courtrooms making legal arguments, but it is about lawyers and corruption making backroom deals.
The ending is indeed special.
At first, in the book The Partner I wasn't a big fan of the main character, Patrick. I was not quite sure if I was supposed to want Patrick to get away with everything but found myself on his side even though I didn't know why he had committed this
I thoroughly enjoyed this book and I would recommend it highly. Beware; the ending is not expected and rather disheartening.
I finally read
Pretty much the whole plot was 70% predictable but I did like how it unraveled; I never really liked the Lanigan character as he came off smug to me.
Nonetheless I'm
This morning on the Tube I saw a Grisham lying around, “The Partner”, and I was tempted to take it, but it was not marked as a bookcrossing book - so I wondered if somebody had only forgotten it or lost it out of his backpack when leaving the tram in a haste. So I
What would you have done?
And if some of you let a book lie around in public transport after finishing it - do you mark it as Fine To Take? Or do you just let it lie around?
Bear with me, for I have to say it: Cortázar over Grisham any day ;) Do you think you’d probably pick it up? I don't imagine someone would rush back to get it.
Got to give Grisham credit for what he does though: some great easy reads, that help you get back on track when you start caring about your corporate employers just a little bit too much. Don't think I've read more than two or three books of his, but nothing particularly cringe-worthy (one star reading, I mean) comes to mind. I never leave books in public transport: I'm a compulsive hoarder, so all of them (finished or not) pile up on my bookshelves. There are, however, quite a few begging to be taken to second hand book stores, those that I can't stand or those that deserve a new life.
Maybe as I get older and turn into a waterpot, it’d entitle me to take whatever the hell I want in the world of abandoned books. I don’t speak as a waterpot and my word is not final (*Yeah, finally all those Regency Romances have paid off! ;) That is where my usage of "waterpot" stems from. I knew it would come in handy one day. Next time I will try to fit in the word "fiddlesticks", stolen from "Little Lord Fauntleroy".)
NB: I used to participate in our Portuguese equivalent of Bookcrossing, but gave up because it seemed to get very competitive and infested by Romanians shamelessly looking for free books - the original spirit was lost. I would never take, let alone leave, a book on public transport. Maybe after turning into an waterpot things will change...