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I didn’t hear the shot, didn’t see the muzzle flash or the recoil. I only felt the bullet ripping into my flesh. That fatal shot had become inevitable from the very moment I’d made the deal. How did I end up here? I thought.

What was the deal that led me to take a bullet?

Like most things, it had small beginnings. It all started forty-eight hours ago with a toothpick and a dime.

I read The Defense last year, and the main character Eddie Flynn really stuck with me. The book is completely over the top, for all the reasons that I talk about here, but it’s a really fun read and it wasn’t long before I wanted to read the sequel.

The Plea opens five months after the events of The Defense, and I regret to inform you that things are not going much better for Eddie. Once again, he’s being forced—this time by the FBI and CIA—into taking an impossible case. Specifically, Eddie must get his new client, billionaire David Child, to plead guilty to a murder and cooperate with the Feds in a money laundering investigation or else Eddie’s wife is going to go to prison for a very long time (there are reasons). But even though all the evidence points to Child having brutally murdered his girlfriend, Eddie believes he’s innocent, so he’s determined to find some other way to win the case and still protect his wife.

Once again, Eddie proves himself the greatest courtroom lawyer since Clarence Darrow, untangling the plot and discrediting the prosecution witnesses with the cross-examination style of My Cousin Vinny. It’s ridiculous, but mostly only because there’s just no way all of the legal proceedings that take place here would ever happen within the compressed 48-hour timeframe of the novel.

The Plea has a good mix of trial scenes and action sequences. Once again, Flynn’s first-person narration is entertaining. The plot is full of twists and turns, crosses and double crosses, and I did not figure out what was really happening until it was revealed. The Plea is another entertaining, adrenaline rush of a story.