The “master of heart-pounding suspense”New York Times bestseller Phillip Margolinreturns with a new legal thriller starring Robin Lockwood.
A young woman accuses a prominent local college athlete of rape. Convicted with the help of undisputable DNA evidence, the athlete swears his innocence and threatens both his lawyer and his accuser as he's sent to prison. Not long after, there's another rape and the DNA test shows that the same person committed both rapeswhich is seemingly impossible since the man convicted of the first rape was in prison at the time of the second one. Now, the convicted athlete, joined by a new lawyer, is granted a new trial and bail. Shortly thereafter, his original lawyer disappears and his law partner is murdered.
Robin Lockwood is a young lawyer with a prestigious small law firm and a former MMA fighter who helped pay for Yale Law School with her bouts. She is representing the victim of the first rape for her civil lawsuit against her rapist, who is now convinced the rapist is stalking her and trying to intimidate her. At the same time, another client is up on a murder chargeone that should be dismissed as self-defensebut the D.A. trying the case is determined to bring it to trial. Now she has to mastermind two impossible cases, trying to find the hidden truth that links the two of them.
Phillip Margolin, the master of the legal thriller, returns in one of his twistiest, most compelling crime novels yet.
About the Author
PHILLIP MARGOLIN has written over twenty novels, most of them New York Times bestsellers, including Gone But Not Forgotten, Lost Lake, and Violent Crimes. In addition to being a novelist, he was a long time criminal defense attorney with decades of trial experience, including a large number of capital cases. Margolin lives in Portland, Oregon.
Place of Birth:New York, New York
Education:B.A. in Government, American University, 1965; New York University School of Law, 1970
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At five thirty on a rainy Monday morning in October, Robin Lockwood ran the five miles from her apartment to McGill's gym in Portland's Pearl District. For decades, the Pearl had been home to dusty, decaying warehouses. Then the developers moved in. Overnight, most of the grimy, run-down buildings were replaced by gleaming high-end condos, trendy restaurants, and chic boutiques. McGill's was on the ground floor of one of the few old, brick buildings that had escaped gentrification. It was dimly lit and filled with the rank odor you never found in modern, air-conditioned workout emporiums.
Barry McGill, the gym's owner, was taciturn, monosyllabic, and profane. Rumor had it that he had mob connections, but people with any amount of common sense were too wise to ask him about it. Salt-and-pepper stubble sprouted on McGill's fleshy jowls and whiskey-reddened cheeks. He'd fought as a middleweight in the 1980s and had the broken nose and scar tissue to prove it, but his days as a 165pounder were long past, and the weight he carried in his gut, butt, and thighs had elevated him to the heavyweight division.
"Lockwood," McGill called out when Robin walked in.
"See the kid slacking off at the heavy bag?"
A young man in his early twenties was hitting the bag with lackadaisical punches that barely made it move. Robin judged his weight at welter, around 147 pounds, slightly more than her 140, and she couldn't see an ounce of fat on him.
"That's Mitch Healy. He just won his first two MMA fights and his head is swelling. Want to take him down a peg?"
Robin was five feet eight inches, with a wiry build, blue eyes, high cheekbones, and short blond hair. She had earned some of her Yale Law School tuition fighting in mixed martial arts matches and had been ranked as high as ninth nationally. Her straight nose was a testament to her defensive skills as a cage fighter.
"In case you haven't noticed," Robin said, "that 'kid' is a man, and you just told me that he's in training."
"I never took Rockin' Robin for a pussy," McGill said, referring to Robin's ring nickname and the old rock-and-roll song Robin's fans would sing when she walked into the octagon.
"Fuck you, Barry," Robin snapped back.
"I wouldn't ask if I didn't think you could give him a hard time."
Robin gave McGill a hard stare. He raised an eyebrow. Robin sighed.
"Are you gonna cover my dental work?" she asked.
"Fuck no," McGill answered.
"You always were a cheap bastard."
Robin went to the locker room to change.
"Hey, Mitch!" McGill shouted when Robin returned.
"Come over here. I got you someone to spar with."
Healy looked around as he walked over. "Are they in the locker room?"
"Nah. She's right in front of you."
Healy looked at Robin. Then he laughed. "She's a girl, Barry."
"That's one brilliant deduction. You're a regular Sherlock Holmes."
"I'm not sparring with a girl."
"You see anyone else around? You been dancing with that bag for the past twenty minutes. Might as well dance with a flesh-and-blood female. Hell, maybe you can give her a few pointers."
Healy hesitated. Then he gave Robin the once-over and shrugged. "Okay, let's go."
Robin had stopped fighting professionally after suffering a brutal knockout on a pay-per-view card in Las Vegas in her first year in law school, but she was still in great shape. Robin could see that Healy had no respect for her, which meant he would underestimate her. When they got on the mat, Robin started moving like a beginner, flicking out slow, sloppy jabs. Healy looked bored and he pawed at her unenthusiastically. Robin moved a little closer. Healy threw another lazy jab. Robin slid past it, spun behind him, threw one arm through his crotch, and encircled his waist with her other arm. Then she grasped the encircling arm with the hand that was between Healy's legs and lifted him in the air. While Healy thrashed around, Robin aimed his head at the mat and drove him straight down. When he hit the mat, Robin wrapped her legs around him in a figure-four scissors and slapped on a choke hold. Healy struggled for a while, then tapped out.
Robin rolled off Healy and jumped to her feet. Healy sprang up. He looked furious. Robin circled and Healy charged. Robin counted on his anger clouding his judgment. She sidestepped the charge and landed a shot to Healy's jaw that would have unhinged it if she hadn't pulled the punch. Healy stumbled and Robin snapped a kick that landed on the side of Healy's head. She pulled the kick, too, but it still sent Healy sideways.
"Okay, that's enough!" McGill shouted.
Robin bounced out of range and Healy glared at her.
"I said, that's enough, Mitch. Now, why don't you start your workout again. And let's put some effort in this time."
McGill rarely complimented anyone, but he nodded at Robin. "Next month is a freebie," he said as she took off her headgear and walked to the weights.
"Who the fuck was that?" Healy asked.
"A girly girl who just kicked your ass," McGill answered.
Healy watched Robin for a second before turning back to McGill. "Is she single?"
* * *
Robin was still feeling pretty good an hour later, when she walked into the offices of Barrister, Berman & Lockwood. The firm took up one side of the tenth floor of a downtown high-rise, and the waiting room was decorated with glass coffee tables and comfortable sofas and armchairs.
After law school, Robin had gotten a clerkship with Stanley Cloud, the chief justice of the Oregon Supreme Court. When her clerkship ended, her boss had helped Robin get her dream job, a position as an associate with Regina Barrister, the queen of the Oregon criminal defense bar. Shortly after Robin was hired, Regina started showing signs of dementia while she was defending a complex death penalty case. When the case ended, Regina stopped practicing law and turned over her firm to Robin and Mark Berman, her other associate. Justice Cloud was Regina's lover, and he had retired from the supreme court so they could travel the world while Regina still had the capacity to enjoy the journey.
As soon as Robin walked in, Linda Garrett, the firm's receptionist, pointed at two women who were seated in the reception area. "They were waiting in the hall when I opened up," Linda said. "They don't have an appointment, but they want to see you."
Robin studied the women. The contrast between them was dramatic. The younger woman looked to be in her late teens or early twenties. She was slender — gaunt, actually — like someone with an eating disorder.
The older woman was so obese that she barely fit in her chair. Fat rolled over the top of her stretch pants, and her doughlike arms and face were rounded and undefined.
The contrast extended to their posture. The younger woman curled up in her chair, and she looked as if she'd rather be anywhere else. The older woman leaned forward aggressively, her anger energizing her to the point where stillness became impossible.
"Hi, I'm Robin Lockwood. I understand you'd like to see me."
The older woman struggled to her feet. "We most definitely do," she said.
"Why don't you come back to my office."
Robin walked slowly so the heavyset woman could keep up. She led the women down a long hall decorated with prints by Honoré Daumier that depicted lawyers and courts from the 1800s. On the way, they passed the office of Jeff Hodges, the firm's in-house investigator, and Mark Berman, Robin's partner.
Mark was thirty-two with long brown hair, brown eyes, and the rock-hard body he had developed while competing on the University of Washington's nationally ranked crew. Robin's partner was married, with a four-year-old daughter, and seemed immune to stress. When Regina retired to travel the world, he had graciously given Robin Regina's corner office, which had a spectacular view of the Willamette River, the foothills of the Cascade Range, and the snowcaps that crowned Mount Hood and Mount St. Helens.
"I'm Maxine Stark, and this is my daughter, Randi," the older woman said when they were seated with the door closed. "Randi's been raped, and we want you to help us set things right."
"When did this rape occur?" Robin asked.
"Three weeks ago. The cops already got the guy."
"What do you want me to do, Mrs. Stark?"
"We want you to make Blaine Hastings suffer the way he made my Randi suffer. He's an animal, and animals belong in cages."
"I can't help you there, Mrs. Stark. A district attorney will be prosecuting. That's the person who will try to send Mr. Hastings to prison."
"But you can take away the money that made him so high and mighty, can't you? You can sue for every penny he has."
"I can help you sue," Robin agreed.
"Good! That's why we're here."
Randi Stark's shoulders were hunched, and she seemed to be pulling into herself. Robin guessed that her mother's aggressive behavior was upsetting her.
"I'll need to talk to your daughter so I can find out the basis for her lawsuit."
"Go right ahead. She has nothing to hide."
"I assume you're aware of the attorney–client privilege that makes anything Randi says to me confidential."
"I watch a lot of lawyer shows on TV," Maxine assured her.
"Then you know that Randi will lose the privilege if a third party hears what she says to her lawyer."
A look of confusion clouded Maxine's features. "I'm her mother."
"Unfortunately, there is no mother–daughter privilege. So, I'm going to have to ask you to wait outside while we talk. My secretary can get you coffee or tea while you wait."
"Randi needs me," Maxine insisted.
"Of course, you're her mother. But you don't want to be the cause of losing her lawsuit, do you?"
"Well, no, but —"
"I knew you'd understand. And I'll call you back in as soon as we're done."
Maxine hesitated for a second, then slowly levered herself out of the chair. "I'll be outside if you need me, honey," she said before she waddled out of Robin's office.
Randi relaxed as soon as her mother left the room.
"This has to be a terrible ordeal for you," Robin said when her office door closed.
"She won't leave me alone," Randi answered, not realizing that Robin was talking about the rape. "All she wants is the money."
"And what do you want?"
For the first time since entering her lawyer's office, Randi came alive. She sat up and stared into Robin's eyes. "I want that bastard to pay. Money won't ever make up for what Blaine did to me. That's not why I'm here. But the Hastingses think they can get away with anything, and I want them to know that for once, they're not going to be Kings of the Universe."
Robin frowned. "Do you have a history with Blaine Hastings and his family?"
"We went to the same high school."
"Did you date?" she asked.
"Are you kidding? I don't live in a mansion, and I don't drive a fancy car or dress like the stuck-up princesses who gave him blow jobs at their sorority parties."
"You sound like you really hate Hastings. Did something specific happen to you before the rape?"
"There was a guy I was dating in high school, Ryan Tucker," Randi answered quietly. "Blaine baited him. Then he beat the hell out of him. But he didn't stop there. He called the cops and got his buddies to swear that Ryan started the fight.
"Mr. Hastings gives money to every politician's campaign. So, no charges for Mr. Perfect, and juvie for Ryan. I don't know what happened to him in there, but Ryan wasn't the same when he got out — and Blaine just kept moving toward silver spoon heaven."
Randi's outburst seemed to have exhausted her. Robin made some notes so Randi would have some quiet time to pull herself together.
"Are you still in contact with Ryan, in case we want to interview him?"
Randi choked up. "A month after he got out, he ... he killed himself."
"I'm so sorry."
"Yeah, well ..." Randi shrugged.
"Do you want some water?" Robin asked.
"No, I'm okay," Randi said, but she didn't sound okay.
"What does Blaine Hastings do now?" Robin asked when Randi had regained her composure. "Is he working or in school?" "Blaine is a big football star at Oregon. I hear he's probably gonna go pro."
"What year is he in?" "Senior."
"I take it you want me to sue Blaine Hastings for damages and pain and suffering because he raped you?" "Yes."
"If Hastings is a student, he won't have much money. We might sue him, but you might not get anything."
Randi looked embarrassed. "My mom did some research on the Hastingses. There was a trust fund he'd get when he turned twenty-one, and he just had his birthday."
Robin studied her client. Randi seemed convincing. She probably did want a measure of justice. But Robin thought that her mother was probably motivated by money.
"Why don't you tell me a little about yourself."
Randi shrugged. "Not much to tell. I'm twenty, I graduated high school, and I'm in community college, studying to be a nurse. Still living with my mother."
"Where's your home?"
"We used to live in a housing project, but Mom got this insurance settlement and she used some of it to buy a place in Northeast Portland."
"Is your mom married?"
"Divorced. He walked out on us when I was two, and we haven't seen him since. Good riddance, like Mom says."
"So, you two live alone?"
"Does your mom work?"
"She used to, but she was in a car crash and she's been on disability ever since. I work. School's part-time."
"What do you do?"
"I'm a waitress."
"Okay. Now, where did the rape occur?"
"At a frat party. Annie Roche, my girlfriend, found out about it. We weren't doing anything, so we went."
"Did Annie see what happened?"
"Not all of it, but some."
"Have the police interviewed Annie?"
"Is she going to be a witness for the State?"
Randi nodded again.
"You're going to be the star witness at Blaine Hastings's trial, and in your lawsuit, so I have to ask you some personal questions."
"I told the cops. I got probation for shoplifting once."
"Is there anything else Hastings's lawyer can dig up?"
"Not on me."
"Have you been sexually active?"
"I'm not a virgin, if that's what you mean."
"Exactly," Robin said as she flashed a kindly smile. "But let me ask you this. Hastings is going to say that you're making up the rape so you can get his money. Have you ever accused another boy of rape?"
"No. I wouldn't do that."
"Why don't you tell me what happened at the frat party."
"Annie and me went to the PSU–Oregon game. We knew some of the guys on both teams from high school. Annie found out that there was a party that night at one of the PSU frat houses, and we decided to go.
"When we got to the party, Blaine was in a group of people I knew. I started talking to someone. Then, at some point, Blaine started talking to me, and a little later, he asked me to dance."
"Why did you talk to him if you hated him because of what happened to Ryan?"
Randi flushed. "You're right. I should have walked away. But I'd been drinking more than I should have, and, well, I'm not proud of what I did, but, like I said, he didn't pay any attention to me in high school and he's a big football star, so I was flattered by the attention."
"Okay. What happened after you started talking?"
"There was this slow dance and he started touching me and I got a little hot. The lights were low and he kissed me just before the dance ended."
"Did you resist when he kissed you?"
Randi blushed. "No. I kissed him back. And that's when he whispered in my ear that we should go someplace private."
"What did you do?"
"He headed for a bedroom in the back of the house and I followed him."
"So, this was consensual?"
"Right then, yeah."
"You said that you'd been drinking at the party?"
"I had a few."
"Were you drunk when you followed Blaine to the bedroom?"
"I was tipsy, but I knew what I was doing."
"What about drugs?"
"No. The cops asked me the same thing at the hospital. They took some blood. The DA said the tests showed the booze but I was clean, no drugs."
"You went to the hospital after the incident?"
"Right away." Randi became animated again. "And they did a rape kit. The stupid fuck didn't use a condom, so they have some of his DNA — and the DA says it's what they need to put that prick away."
"In many of these cases, the man will say he had sex but it was consensual."
"Well, this wasn't. My guard was down because of the booze, and I did let Blaine make out. But I told him to stop when he started feeling between my legs."
"How clear were you?"
"Pretty fucking clear. First, I said no, but he kept jabbing his finger between my legs and telling me how much he liked me. I told him I wanted to stop and I tried to sit up, but he pushed me down."
"Did you fight him?"
Randi barked out a humorless laugh. "Miss Lockwood, Blaine is a linebacker at the U of O. He's a solid muscle. Look at me. He could bench-press me with one hand."
"So, you didn't resist?"
"I did. I tried to push him off. That's when he slapped me and told me to be a good girl if I didn't want to get hurt."
"What did you do?"
"I shut up and shut my eyes and he pulled up my skirt and ripped off my panties."
"Do you have the ripped panties?"
"I gave them to the cops."
"Okay, that's good. Now I need to know, did he enter you? Was there penetration? That's important in a rape case."
Randi choked up. "It hurt. I was dry, and he ..."
"Do you want to stop? Do you want some water?"
Randi shook her head.(Continues…)
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Table of Contents
Part One: The Greek God,
Part Two: The Henderson Case,
Part Three: DNA,
Part Four: Occam's Razor,
Part Five: Something Odd,
Part Six: The Alumni Association,
Also by Phillip Margolin,
About the Author,
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very good. Kept me reading most of the night.
This is an intriguing legal thriller. It’s main character, Robin Lockwood, is a defense attorney that has a number of high-profile cases. Several murders occur and Robin represents most of the defendants in the cases. There are several twists and turns as the cases begin to intertwine. As a district attorney myself, I found the courtroom scenes to be very accurate. I figured out the end about a third of the way through but clearly, I have an advantage in this genre. That said, I really enjoyed this book. It is an easy read. I finished it in two days. Some of the characters are not developed as thoroughly as I would have liked but there were many involved. [Spoiler alert: Some of the minor characters suddenly became more central and I didn’t feel like I knew enough about them.] I recommend this book; however, I wish that I had read the first book in this series so I would have known more about Robin. There were a couple references to what happened in Atlanta previously. I didn’t know what they were referring to. It was not paramount to this story but is just a suggestion. I received an ARC from St. Martin’s Press through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. This in no way affects my opinion or rating of this book.
The Perfect Alibi by Philip Margolin is a fun and entertaining legal thriller. It is the second entry in a series which features lawyer, Robin Lockwood. It is packed with cases, characters, loads of action, countless twists, and an amazing number of dead bodies. You will also learn about DNA, its uses and misuses, and a lot about legal ethics. Essentially, the emphasis is on the action and not on character. Robin is likeable, but not distinguishable from male counterparts in the genre. Margolin uses the law to propel the plot and manages to stay true to both the substantive and ethical law. Nonetheless, the plot seems convoluted and the resolution aspirational at best. Many thanks to NetGalley and St. Martin’s Press for the opportunity to read an electronic ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Well worth it
This was an enjoyable legal thriller, if somewhat predictable. I liked the characters and will probably read more books by this author. Recommended for fans of David Baldacci or John Grisham.
Author Phillip Margolin shows off his clever storytelling skills by packing action, multiple story lines and modern day felonies into a complicated plotline that leads to murder. THE PERFECT ALIBI features Portland Oregon attorney Robin Lockwood facing a plethora of cases to try, everything from rape to murder. One of her courtroom adversaries is prosecutor Rex Kellerman, a man who is not above doctoring the evidence in order to guarantee victory. With enough slimy characters to fill three books, this stirring and fiendishly deceptive story of twisted interests and buried secrets waiting to be discovered t illustrates just how far desperate people will go to protect themselves from discovery.
A college athlete is convicted of rape based on his DNA. However, he has the Perfect Alibi when a second victim is also linked to his DNA while he is in prison. With a new attorney, he is set for a new trial and let out on bail. Robin Lockwood is the first victim’s civil lawyer. The victim is convinced that the rapist is stalking her. In a parallel case, Robin is defending a person accused of murder by pleading self-defense. I always love a fast-paced, twisty legal thriller and the Perfect Alibi is no exception. Be aware you have to pay attention to keep up with all the clues and plots within this intriguing book. If you like suspenseful legal thrillers, you will also enjoy this book. 3.5 stars rounded up to 4 stars! Thanks to Minotaur Books and NetGalley for a copy in exchange for an honest review.
Thank you #Net Galley for the opportunity to read and review this book!! I am a huge Philip Margolin .fan ever since Gone But Not Forgotten (still the best), and was thrilled to receive the new one!! This did not disappoint. I like Robin Lockwood and look forward to more from her, but missed more from Regina Barrister. Having said that, this was still great. It begins with a date-rape case and spins into several other cases before ending with something I never saw coming. I was so sure I knew what was going on with all of the characters. Hopefully this will be a continuing series!
Thank you to NetGalley and St. Martin’s Press for an advanced copy in exchange for an honest review. The Perfect Alibi features a very interesting lead character, young lawyer Robin Lockwood, a smart and tough young woman making a name for herself as a defense lawyer who will go the extra step for her clients. In this book, she’s involved, directly or indirectly with several cases that each, it in their own way, give us defendants who have what may be the perfect alibi. Some turn out to be genuine, and others might be well crafted lies. I have read many of the author’s books, and I like his plots and style. This book was an enjoyable read in that regard, but this novel lacks cohesion. Each plot thread is interesting and well told, and it’s as though the author couldn’t justify an entire book for each plot, so he “gave” each case to Lockwood and tells the stories through her. There really isn’t a “hidden secret” connecting the cases, just the fact that Lockwood is involved with all of them. Some are connected, a couple with an unforeseen connection dropped in at the end, but not all. It’s enjoyable, well written and a quick read, and if you’re OK that all the stories are resolved, just not as one big interconnected case, then you’ll enjoy this book.
Convicted of rape by a prominent college student, the athlete accused claimed innocence. Besides that, he threatens both the lawyer and the young woman when he is sent to prison. Shortly after there is another rape and the DNA is the same as the man imprisoned. Not possible since the man was in prison at the time, so he gets a new trial. Robin Lockwood may be a young lawyer, but she works for a well-respected law firm. The former MMA fighter paid for law school with her earnings. She is now representing the victim of the first rape in a civil lawsuit. The victim fears that she is being stalked. Then, the lawyer that originally represented the man accused of disappears and his partner is murdered. Meanwhile, Robin has another serious case that she is trying to avoid being brought to trial. These are two difficult cases, that may potentially be linked. The Perfect Alibi is the second book in the Robin Lockwood series. The cases are intriguing and the story is captivating. It truly was, and I simply could not put the book down. Following two cases truly kept my attention throughout. There were twists and turns which really worked because this made it impossible to sort things out without getting to the riveting conclusion. I enjoyed this book by Phillip Margolin, as well as the first book in the series, The Third Alibi. I look forward to following the series. Many thanks to St. Martins/Minotaur Books and to NetGalley for this ARC in exchange for my honest opinion.
The Perfect Alibi has a great protagonist in Robin Lockwood. She's interesting, tough, and doesn't settle for the easy answer. We start with a rape case that seems pretty cut and dried, but things aren't always exactly as they seem, and given the length of the book, I did expect things to go off the rails. What I didn't expect was for this story to take so many different paths. We have conspiracies, murders, rape, and misconduct all happening in rapid-fire succession and with the number of characters introduced, it all becomes convoluted. Some things do tie in together, but a lot of it is closer to degrees of separation than anything tied together - A guy goes to prison for rape, his lawyer may or may not be tied to a murder, the DA isn't the most ethical and might have reasons to want the lawyer out of the picture, then we have a mysterious bad guy lurking around for completely unrelated reasons. That's just the tip of the iceberg in this one, and the only thing that everything seems to have in common is that Robin is involved with most of it in one way or another. The author does tie everything up in the end, but the middle goes down so many avenues that it's all just more distracting than anything else. The book had the potential to be a great story with the twist in the rape case and a less than likable guy behind bars for the crime, one who may or may not be guilty. As it stands, there is just too much going on and much of it is way over the top. This one could certainly have done with a bit of the less is more adage. The saving grace of the story for me is Robin. I did enjoy reading how she figured things out, and I liked her self-assurance and willingness to go the extra mile.
The Perfect Alibi by Phillip Margolin is the second book in his Robin Lockwood series. Though this novel is part of a series with the same the primary character, it reads as a standalone. Robin Lockwood, former MMA fighter, is now a partner in the law firm, Barrister, Berman & Lockwood. She’s currently litigating two important cases that are causing her to question herself and her chosen career. Robin also involves herself in a case possibly related to one of hers that’s being handled by another lawyer, so she has a full plate. This is only the second book that I’ve read by bestselling author, Phillip Margolin, but I’m impressed. Robin is a well-developed female protagonist. The plot is intricate with perfectly timed twists. This is an expertly conceived legal thriller. The only downside may be the abundance of characters, but this didn’t affect my reading or understanding of the story. The Perfect Alibi is an excellent legal thriller and I rate it 5 out of 5 stars. This is the perfect book for those looking for a smart read. My thanks to St. Martin’s Press/Minotaur Books and NetGalley for the opportunity to read an advance copy of this book. However, the opinions expressed in this review are 100% mine and mine alone.
2.5 Stars Lots of murder, lies, and misdirection takes place in The Perfect Alibi and it will keep readers guessing as to who did what. There are multiple cases and crimes committed throughout this book and there are times I felt it was a bit too much, but it does come together at the end. Our main players, Rex Kellerman, Doug Anderson, and Robin Lockwood connect these cases and seemingly random tangential subplots. While the rape case may be the catalyst for bringing these three attorneys together, it takes a backseat to the other events happening. For as much as I didn’t like the writing (or execution), the plot kept pulling me along and I needed to know how it would all end. I cringed or rolled my eyes at lot of the dialogue and inner thoughts of our characters. They at times appeared to be slight caricatures of the parts they were playing. For me it read almost like a cozy mystery but maybe a tad darker as the rapes and murders aren’t really detailed but do have some specifics. I thought the two rape cases would be the focal point and so was thrown a little when that wasn’t the case. While I found the plot compelling, I felt the execution needed some work.
Being a former MMA fighter Robin Lockwood is more than prepared for battle, in the ring and out, but this newest case of hers is certain to give her a challenge nothing could have prepared her for... argue with undisputed DNA evidence. Her client is claiming that she was raped and now being stalked by her rapist... but there seems to be an issue with that cause he is supposed to be behind bars. The Perfect Alibi is a multi-layered tale with twists and turns, and mind bending words that will keep enthralled throughout. This first time read had me intrigued from the very first page, and continued to keep me glued to the words with each page that followed, it was downright engrossing. This book has a lot going on between it's pages, so make sure you schedule lots of uninterrupted reading time, it will need your complete focus. Highly recommend this one, it thrilled, made me think, and had me second guessing at every turn! I requested an advanced copy of this title from NetGalley, and I am voluntarily leaving my honest opinion.
This was crafted cleverly. He keeps you guessing as to how and what actually happened here. Young defense attorney Robin Lockwood is a tough cookie, literally. She is an accomplished MMA cage fighter and can defend herself quite nicely, thank you very much, as well as her clients. She's the kind of lawyer one would want in their corner, when needed. I was impressed with her strength of character and sensitivity to a rape victim whose case she decides to take on. I found the DNA facts fascinating in relationship to rape cases. This novel goes off however, in other directions as other cases are brought in. I for one did not find them distracting, they seem to flow along without being intrusive to the focal point of the novel and the loose ends are brought to a satisfactory conclusion. I enjoyed it very much and look forward to reading more of Margolin's works. I thank St. Martins Press and Net Galley for the review copy. All opinions are my own.