On the right side of the law, sort of, Sebastian Rudd is not your typical street lawyer. His office is a customized bulletproof van, complete with Wi-Fi, a bar, a small fridge, and fine leather chairs. He has no firm, no partners, and only one employee: his heavily armed driver, who also so happens to be his bodyguard, law clerk, confidant, and golf caddie.

He defends people other lawyers won’t go near: a drug-addled, tattooed kid rumored to be in a satanic cult; a vicious crime lord on death row; a homeowner arrested for shooting at a SWAT team that mistakenly invaded his house. Why these clients? Because he believes everyone is entitled to a fair trial, even if he, Sebastian, has to bend the law, cheat, to secure one. He hates injustice, doesn’t like insurance companies, banks, or big corporations; he distrusts all levels of government and laughs at the justice system’s notions of ethical behavior.

As a result, his last office was firebombed – either by drug dealers or cops. And things are about to get even more complicated.

Arch Swanger is a criminal lowlife and the prime suspect in the abduction and presumed murder of the daughter of the assistant chief of police. When Rudd agrees to represent him, Swanger lets him in on a terrible secret.

It’s a secret Rudd wishes he never heard – and one that will threaten everything he holds dear.