[warning, spoilers for plot twists that aren't very difficult to see coming]
“Put A Lid On It” features a couple of Westlake’s more memorable one-shot characters, the middle-aged professional thief Francis Xavier Meehan and the middle-aged public defender Elaine Goldfarb. Naturally the description “middle-aged professional thief” coupled with Westlake's name makes one think of Dortmunder, but aside from a generally jaded outlook on life Meehan and Dortmunder are quite different. Dortmunder is a pessimist, but he has a steady, long-term relationship and an established group of friends/coworkers. Meehan, on the other hand, is a loner, a hard-bitten cynic who has only acquaintances: to compensate, he’s more of a philosopher than Dortmunder, an acute observer with a fund of hard-earned — he seems to have spent more time in jail than Dortmunder — wisdom that he refers to as the ten thousand rules. As for Goldfarb, she seems to have been designed to be the opposite of a typical love interest in every way: age (not young), appearance (not pretty), general attitude towards the world (not welcoming). Also a loner — this and her spiky temperament distinguishes her from Dortmunder's long-term girlfriend, May — Goldfarb is in some ways even more hardened than Meehan, but she isn’t nearly as cynical: after all, she’s a public defender. In fact, she can be a real hothead when something gets under skin, unlike the always self-possessed Meehan. Their tentative romance is the best part of this book.
The main part, though, is a sometimes heavy-handed and very Clinton-era political satire. The book begins with Meehan getting sprung from prison by operatives from a political party (Westlake is careful not to use real names, but it seems fairly clear that this is intended to be the Democrats) who want somebody to steal a videotape that the opposition is planning to use to sabotage the president’s reelection. Having learned from Watergate, they want to bring in a professional instead of trying to handle it themselves. At first reluctant, Meehan eventually agrees to handle the theft as long as he is also allowed to steal something for himself: the videotape is being held by a wealthy Republican (again, the parties are not named, but you can guess), and Meehan plans to make away with his valuable collection of antique firearms as well as the tape. But, being an old hand, Meehan knows that he needs a lawyer for protection, and chooses Goldfarb, who was his state-assigned lawyer for his coming trial. She's his choice partly because he knows that she is independent of the politicos who are hiring him, partly because he can tell that she won’t be overawed by them (or anybody), and partly because he likes her. This leads naturally into a nice heist setup — Meehan doesn’t have a standard group of friends whom he can rely on for help like Dortmunder, but he knows some people — and then an inevitable double-cross. A wild card is provided by the efforts of a pair of foreign agents — one Egyptian, one Israeli — who want to obtain the blackmail tape for their own purposes, which may or may not be aligned with either of the political parties. Like I said, a bit heavy-handed: same with the ultra-reactionary old coot who Meehan is robbing. Westlake is better with the (presumably) Democratic operatives, who are smug, self-satisfied, and not as smart, or as in control of the situation, as they think they are: plus, the total absence of any sort of ideological content on their part is its own commentary on the state of the party. Presumably as a counterpoint to the void at the center of their politics, the book is dedicated to Mickey Schwerner, whom Westlake apparently knew in the ‘60s. On the whole, I think I prefer the Dortmunder books: for one thing, they’re funnier, and the camaraderie of the gang provides an element that is missing here. Nonetheless, Meehan and Goldfarb alone make the book worth reading.