The Verdict

Starred review from September 21, 2015
This propulsive legal thriller from Thriller Award–winner Stone (Mr. Clarinet) centers on the arrest and impending trial—seemingly a certain prosecutorial slam dunk—of multimillionaire hedge funder Vernon James, a poor West Indian immigrant’s son, for the murder of the young blond whose strangled body is found in his luxury suite at the London hotel where only hours earlier he accepted an award from the Hoffmann Trust, a liberal umbrella organization, as “Ethical Person of the Year.” James’s predicament should come as catnip to Terry Flynt—at 38 hanging on by his fingernails to a job as a lowly legal clerk—who blames James, his former childhood best friend, for getting him booted out of Cambridge and starting him on the downward spiral of booze and depression that nearly destroyed his life. But, as Flynt is stunned to discover when he’s tapped to work on the defense team, his feelings are significantly more complicated, especially once the evidence he starts to uncover suggests that James might be innocent. Though not all the plot strands tie up as tightly as one might wish, the Machiavellian plotting, Old Bailey fireworks, and almost Dickensian richness of character and setting make this a standout. Agent: Jane Gregory, Jane Gregory Literary Agency (U.K.).

If you've ever wanted to clone Scott Turow, so there would be twice as many whip-smart murder mysteries climaxing in riveting courtroom drama, you just got lucky, big time. THE VERDICT is all of the above, plus it's set in England, so you also get wigs and solicitors and all those great accents. David Thorpe dazzles with his performance. Defense Attorney Terry Flynt is offered a high-profile case; the problem is that he knew the defendant when they were both young, and he feels they have unfinished business. Thorpe portrays Flynt with working-class diction full of glottal stops. But the rest of the characters run the gamut from upper-crust Brits to African immigrants, and Thorpe can do it all. The plot is intricate but tight, and the pace is so pell-mell that if things get baroque in spots, you won't care. This production is jet-propelled and marvelously entertaining. B.G. Winner of AudioFile Earphones Award © AudioFile 2016, Portland, Maine