NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH [2000] By John Lescroart
My Review Four Stars****
This novel is #6 from the author’s lengthy Dismas Hardy series (19 books at time of writing). I designated this month to reading serial installments by familiar authors from yesteryear who entertained me with their books on tape. Lescroart’s works are invariably l-o-n-g and it is more often than not a struggle to stay engaged as the storyline unfolds…unfolds…and unfolds. I read books #2, #3, #4, and #5 earlier this year and my ratings were variable. Yet here I am again, immersing myself in the exploits of Hardy, now approaching his 48th Birthday, as the calendar turns the page to the new millennium on the streets of San Francisco.
The plot snagged my interest from the first page. Hardy is absorbed and drowning in the doldrums of his day-to-day work life, and his and Frannie’s lives together have suffered the separation and disappearance of romance that occurs to so many married couples. Dismas has compartmentalized his work and relegated the children, their academic and curricular events at school, and all but the occasional input from him in parenting decisions solely to Frannie. It is within this vulnerable period in their marriage that Frannie doesn’t show up one day to pick up the kids from school. No one in Frannie’s family or their mutual circle of friends and acquaintances are able to locate his dependable wife. It isn’t long before Hardy is frantic to find her, and then we learn she was impaneled by the grand jury. Frannie has been caught in the widespread net of a fishing expedition instigated by an ambitious young upstart in the DA’s Office, and when she fails to answer all of his questions, her circumstances go from bad to worse. The loving mother of two children who had never had a parking ticket lands in jail wearing a baggy orange jumpsuit. She stubbornly refuses to spill a friend’s confidence to the Grand Jury, but then compounds her predicament by engaging in a verbal “cat fight” with the presiding Judge. Can anyone say a double helping of “contempt” and an immutable four days behind bars to think about it.
Hardy finds himself in an untenable predicament. His wife is having a meltdown in jail, and despite his connections he is powerless to do a thing about it. It seems that she has a male friend [“Ron”] whose children are friends of “The Beck” and young Vincent. Hardy has a hazy recollection of seeing the man’s two kids at his home, but he is blindsided by the news that Frannie has this secret male friend. Ron is obviously a close friend since he had entrusted incendiary personal information with her, which she had refused to disclose the nature of the confidence to the Grand Jury, angering the prosecutor and compounding her predicament by insulting the presiding Judge. Frannie ultimately tells Dismas the details of the “secret” Ron shared with her, but only after securing Hardy’s word that he would take the information to the grave with him. Frannie made him promise as a husband (and not as an attorney whereby he could legally claim privileged information). She figuratively hand-cuffs him and then lets him loose with information that he is legally compelled to reveal to the justice system if he is questioned about it by an officer of the law.
The wife of Frannie’s “friend” Ron had been murdered when she and Ron had been having coffee together in a public place. In effect she was his alibi for the time of death. The Grand Jury had interviewed the husband at some length and dismissed him from the proceedings without further instructions. It was only through the ambitious attorney’s relentless shotgun questioning of Frannie that it surfaced that Ron and the victim had been experiencing marital discord. Ron became a person of interest only because of Frannie’s refusal to answer questions about any conversations with him that were about disagreements or difficulties in his marriage to the victim.
It was a great “hook” for the plot to involve Hardy playing dual roles, dusting off his hand gun and acting as a PI, investigating all facets of the homicide, hunting down clues to solve the mystery of Bree Beaumont’s murder. Bree, a 36-year-old beauty with brains, was an environmental researcher for Big Oil, but more recently a political consultant and steady companion of ardent environmentalist Damon Kerry, also a candidate for governor.
This novel is longer than most crime fiction thrillers as one has learned to expect from Lescroart (paperback edition sports 656 pages). It reads pretty much like any novel and unfolds mostly in a linear fashion. However, it does alternate between past and present and relies heavily on multiple points of view. The author uses italics in many instances when the narrative departs from the main storyline told in the here and now. These tangents were not as confusing as they could have been, and served variously to flesh out peripheral characters in the book, provide clues and background information. It is quite early in the story line that it’s clear that this one is “high jingo” as Harry Bosch likes to say. The tale has Big Oil, high finance, industrial conspiracies, and political implications all over the place. By the 50% mark in the book, I was actually a little bit surprised that I was still interested in the story and that I had not become bogged down by any of the author’s digressions along the way.
But make no mistake about it. This is a sprawling saga that offers up a laundry list of suspects for the high-profile homicide of Bree Beaumont, while there is also the murder of two cops, an act of domestic terrorism that claims one life, and a heartbreaking crime of arson to follow. It’s likely that some readers will need to make kindle notes to keep track of the main persons of interest and the obvious villains in the story line. This book is not one of those legal thrillers that after the depiction of the killing the reader gets to vicariously join the fireworks during the actual murder trial.
NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH is at its core a character driven murder mystery “whodunit” against the backdrop of big money, power and politics. It’s true that at some point as a reader one has to ask whether the exhausting run-up to the actual “knock it out of the ball park” trial scene is worth it. The Hearing before Judge Braun to vacate the Grand Jury’s Contempt Order is reserved for the final 10% or so of the book. To be fair the courtroom is packed for the Hearing and it certainly meets the criteria for high drama. The action-packed finale is worthy of an episode of Perry Mason for sure. However, the proverbial moment when Hardy says (after thoroughly pummeling the murderer on the witness stand) “I have evidence, your Honor!” is classic Matlock.
The novel is populated with a host of interesting and richly characterized personalities who range from honorable and good to duplicitous and downright evil. Hardy doesn’t manage to put the pieces of the puzzle together until the last minute. Readers are unlikely to guess the identity of the killer or killers. Although I freely admit I'm not the best at guessing "who done it", the twists and turns the investigation takes really blew my mind. The clues were there, but there was no way I could put it all together. My problem is that I had to suspend disbelief when Hardy had HIS epiphany and suddenly divined the identity of the culprit from minutiae from the autopsy reports (“tea leaves”). Hardy’s solving the murder(s) at the eleventh hour was actually the second blow to the plot. The first blow was Hardy abruptly and without warning announcing a major plot twist which was an unrevealed truth about the murder victim and her relationship to the DA’s primary suspect Ron Beaumont. Pursuant to this revelation, it was actually Glitsky who read the scene of the crime in a more astute fashion when he and Hardy visited the Beaumont home. Since this was more of a whodunit than a legal thriller, and we have the attorney solving the murder and not the homicide squad, I knocked a star off for the above antics. Lincoln Rhyme could have unraveled this complex cluster of murder and mayhem maybe, but Hardy is no Sherlock Holmes.
I am still reading my way through the author’s Dismas Hardy books. I like “the soldier turned cop turned prosecutor turned defense attorney”. In my opinion you will reap richer rewards from this author’s works if you read this series in the order of when it was created. You will enjoy the character arc of the main character of Dismas. You will feel like you know the recurring characters (ultra liberal DA Sharon Pratt, Moses McGuire (owner of the Shamrock and Hardy’s brother-in-law after his marriage to Frannie), Hardy’s mentor the charismatic and theatrical genius Defense Attorney David Freeman, and the steely best friend Abe Glitsky, the black half-Jewish head of Homicide in the SFPD.