Several years have passed since we last saw Rachel Gold. Back then, the stunning and savvy attorney was engaged to be married. In the interim, she became a mother, and then a widow, and now she is embroiled in a lost cause, a/k/a, the Frankenstein Case, where she represents a blue-collar neighborhood fighting a powerful developer intent on bulldozing their homes to erect a swanky gated community.
The novel opens with the death of Nick Moran, the heartthrob of every woman whose kitchen he remodeled. Nick?s body was found slumped on the front seat of his pickup along an isolated lane known to the vice squad as Gay Way, his pants unzipped, a coil of rubber tubing on the seat, an empty syringe on the floor. His female groupies are, to say the least, stunned.
Nick?s sister Susannah seeks out Rachel, convinced that her brother wasn?t gay or a druggie and that his death was not an accident. Rachel is sympathetic. Although Susannah seems the classic adoring younger sister whose big brother can do no wrong, Rachel agrees to do some poking around. To her surprise, she starts turning up facts suggesting that maybe, just maybe, Nick?s death was not an accidental overdose. Indeed, some of those facts suggest an odd connection to her Frankenstein lawsuit.
And then things grows darker. Witnesses die or disappear, and Rachel fears for the safety of her family. But with support from Benny Goldberg, her crude but irrepressible best friend, and Jacki Brand, her fiercely loyal law partner, Rachel presses on to the final courtroom confrontation in the Frankenstein case.