First, the undercover boys had caught him in the act of selling ten bags of crack-there was even a video-and, second, neither Louie nor his mother could afford a decent lawyer to handle the mess. But Louie’s case would not go to trial for two very good reasons. firm in September, which, as it so happened, was the same month Louie’s trial was on the docket. He was scheduled to graduate in May, sit for the bar exam in July, and begin working with a D.C. Mark, the older son, was home from the horrors of law school, and, though even poorer than his brother, had managed to buy his mother some perfume. The year before and the year before that both of his ankles had been unburdened and he hadn’t bothered to shop. But even without it, no one expected Louie to go to the trouble of buying gifts. His excuse was that he couldn’t leave the house because of the court-ordered monitor attached to his ankle. He made no effort to buy his mom anything in the way of a gift. Louie, her younger son, was under house arrest, sort of free on bail, and facing a rough year ahead with the drug charges and all. Frazier, jilted, humiliated, broke, and depressed, was still struggling. In no time, he had moved in with his young secretary, who, as things developed, was already pregnant. Frazier had moved out three years earlier, and he wasn’t missed as much as he was despised. Frazier went through the motions of decorating a small tree and wrapping a few cheap gifts and baking cookies no one really wanted, and, as always, she kept The Nutcracker running nonstop on the stereo as she gamely hummed along in the kitchen as though the season was merry. The end of the year brought the usual holiday festivities, though around the Frazier house there was little to cheer. 'synopsis' may belong to another edition of this title. Pull up a stool, grab a cold one, and get ready to spend some time at The Rooster Bar. And leaving law school a few short months before graduation would be completely crazy, right? Well, yes and no. But to do so, they would first have to quit school. Maybe there’s a way to escape their crushing debt, expose the bank and the scam, and make a few bucks in the process. And when they learn that their school is one of a chain owned by a shady New York hedge-fund operator who also happens to own a bank specializing in student loans, the three know they have been caught up in The Great Law School Scam.īut maybe there's a way out. They all borrowed heavily to attend a third-tier, for-profit law school so mediocre that its graduates rarely pass the bar exam, let alone get good jobs. But now, as third-year students, these close friends realize they have been duped. Mark, Todd, and Zola came to law school to change the world, to make it a better place. #1 New York Times bestselling author John Grisham’s newest legal thriller takes you inside a law firm that’s on shaky ground.

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