My rating: 5 of 5 stars
My son thinks the Mickey Haller lawyer series is even better Michael Connolly's Harry Bosch. I'm not sure I go with that, but I understand what he's saying: Haller is a fresher character. The Gods of Guilt in this book are the juries – both the real jury in a murder trial, and the imaginery jury associated with Haller's past.
In brief, Haller finds himself defending a potentially unsavoury pimp who's accused of murdering one of his hookers. Pretty soon, though, Haller realises that there's a lot more to the case than there seems at first, and it's bound up with another much older case. Of course there are are good guys and bad, and in books like these you never know who's who until the very end. Some are a bit of both.
I read this book in a little over 24 hours. OK, I was on holiday and that always speeds things up, but it was a real page-turner nonetheless. Can't wait for the next one.
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