Night Soil

"I'm a divorce lawyer; you're not supposed to like me"

-Andrew Bierce, Q.C.

Don't worry-you won't.

He's smart. He's skilled. Ruthless. He knows every dark trick in the book. He should, he invented most of them. He's expensive, very expensive, and downright nasty.

Unfortunately for judges, lawyers, and opposing clients who cross his path, he's also very effective. And that's why the angry, the brokenhearted, and the bitter come to him with blank cheques to wage war in the courts.

A popular TV actor divorcing an Olympic athlete, navely hoping to shield the gory details from the public; an amorous firefighter who starts more fires than he puts out; a famous but troubled rock star who blew up his marriage with, among other vices, the nanny; a heartbroken criminal lawyer demanding his engagement ring back from a notorious and unfaithful Crown Attorney; well-heeled businesspeople trying to protect their children and their wealth (not necessarily in that order); mothers, fathers, even grandparents, all hire Andrew Bierce, Q.C., looking for what? Results? Revenge? Retribution? Perhaps even justice?

With blistering opinions of his colleagues, a withering contempt for the courts, bitter cynicism towards the law, flexible professional ethics, and a singular focus on victory through "total war," he gives them all more than they ever bargained for, sometimes with tragic results. 

Can justice be delivered without sin?