The premise was so promising: cheesed off homeowner is accused of killing the banker who foreclosed on her house. With a claw hammer! What's not to love? The book was fun, too, for the first hundred pages or so while our hero, Mickey Haller (the Lincoln Lawyer) was chasing leads, holding forth about predatory lending and getting his clock thoroughly cleaned.It was pretty clear who did it early on, though, so once the action moved to the courtroom, all that was left for the reader was to fidget, watch the second hand on the courtroom clock, listen to one dull side bar after another and wish somebody would do something. I like Michael Connelly, but this was a tedious disappointment.