Book Review: The King of Torts

The King of Torts by John Grisham
Recommended by Caleb I.

I am reading the book The King Of Torts by John Grisham. It is a very good book. The book is about a lawyer named Clay Carter who works in Washington D.C. He is a trial lawyer for the Office of the Public Defender, or OPD. He has a tough job. The hours are long, his co-workers aren’t the best ones around, and the pay is sub-par. He works hard and doesn’t get much for it. While working in the office, there is a street killing that he is assigned to that has something wrong with it and he knows it. The client was in a drug rehabilitation center, but was let out for 2 hours because of good behavior and also because he had spent 100 days in there. After that you’re allowed out, but only for 2 hours. The guy was about 20 years old. He got out of the detention center, walked to the first place possible to get a gun, grabbed it, went outside, and shot the first guy he saw. It was completely random. There was absolutely no motive. Usually there is some kind of connection through gangs or family like in other street shootings, but there was nothing. Clay knew something was wrong, se he kept looking. He checked everything. He was about to give up when a man by the name of Max Pace approached him. He had answers to his problem, but he could only tell him if he signed secrecy documents. Clay agreed, and was told the truth. There was a..... You’re going to have to read it to find out.

This is my passage:
After suffering through the most unproductive morning of his career, Clay left at eleven-thirty and took his time driving to the Willard, now officially known as the Willard Inter-Continental Hotel. He was immediately met  in the lobby by a muscled young man who looked vaguely familiar. “Mr. Pace is upstairs,” he explained. “He’d like to meet you up there if that’s all right. They walked toward the elevators. “Sure,” Clay said. How he’d been recognized so easily he was not certain. They ignored each other on the ride up. They stepped onto the ninth floor and Clay’s escort knocked on the doo of the Theodore Roosevelt Suite. It opened quickly and Max Pace said hello with a businesslike smile. He was in his mid-forties, dark wavy hair, dark moustache, dark everything. Black denim jeans, black t-shirt, black pointed toe boots, Hollywood at the Willard. Not exactly the corporate look Clay had been expecting. As they shook hands he had the first hint that things were not what they seemed.

I would recomend this book because it is really has depth. There is a lot revolving around he next word that you read all of the time. The author makes the hole book seem equally important. I recommend the book The King Of Torts by John Grisham.