Welcome to Los Angeles, 1993. Where murder is entertainment, and everyone wants a front-row seat.The city is a neon-lit, bullet-pocked war zone. From the Black Dahlia to the Menendez brothers, LA has always measured its days in savage nights and brutal headlines. Defense attorney Charlie Trust thought he'd finally found a piece of paradise on Malibu's exclusive Carbon Beach-drinking cold beer, driving his cherry-red '69 Mustang, and leaving the law far behind.But paradise shatters when sheriff's deputies swarm a yellow house down the sand, carrying away two bodies in black bags. Arnie Duncan and his wife have been executed in their own living room. No forced entry. Nothing stolen.The police have their perfect suspect: Jerry Duncan, the couple's twenty-three-year-old son, who stands to inherit millions. To a city already obsessed with high-profile family bloodshed, it's an open-and-shut case. But when Charlie is pulled into the defense, he uncovers a web of lies, hidden cassettes, and LAPD surveillance that stretches far beyond a simple family tragedy.In a world where the truth is ruled inadmissible and justice is buried beneath the tide, Charlie must gamble everything to uncover what lies in the dark. Because in Los Angeles, the only thing more dangerous than a lie is the silence that follows it.
