The Vendetta Defense

The Vendetta Defense

by Lisa Scottoline

Narrated by Barbara Rosenblat

Unabridged — 14 hours, 3 minutes

The Vendetta Defense

The Vendetta Defense

by Lisa Scottoline

Narrated by Barbara Rosenblat

Unabridged — 14 hours, 3 minutes

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Overview

In a case steeped in blood and memory, It will take a stroke of brilliance to save Pigeon Tony. But if anyone can see justice done, it may be this gutsy young attorney. She'll risk everything for her client...including her life.

In The Vendetta Defense, Lisa Scottoline, New York Times bestselling author of Moment of Truth and Mistaken Identity, tells a wonderfully rich story of past sins, love and justice.

Lawyer Judy Carrier takes the case of an elderly pigeon racer, Tony Lucia, who has been arrested for the murder of his lifelong enemy Angelo Coluzzi. ""Pigeon Tony,"" as he's known, confesses to Judy that he killed Coluzzi because of a vendetta begun more than fifty years ago.

Her client's guilt, however, is only the beginning of Judy's problems. The Coluzzi family wants revenge, and they are determined to finish off Pigeon Tony and Judybefore the case can go to trial.


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An oddly affecting combination love story, legal thriller, and ethnic screwball comedy, Lisa Scottoline's The Vendetta Defense offers a solidly entertaining account of murder and revenge, and examines the workings of the criminal justice system from a startlingly different perspective. As its plot unfolds, the novel raises provocative ethical questions and never settles for glib or easy answers. At the same time, it successfully dramatizes the collision of two radically different cultures and brings a colorful, autonomous community -- the Italian-American neighborhoods of South Philadelphia -- vibrantly to life.

The Vendetta Defense features gutsy, likable Philadelphia lawyer Judy Carrier, last seen in a supporting role in Moment of Truth. Judy is a legal scholar employed by Rosato and Associates, an all-female law firm run by long-term Scottoline heroine Benadetta "Bennie" Rosato (Legal Tender, Mistaken Identity). As the novel opens, Judy is at work on a dry, academic brief when she learns that Tony Lucia -- family friend of another Scottoline heroine, Mary DiNunzio -- has just been arrested for murder. Tony -- known throughout his South Philadelphia neighborhood as Pigeon Tony -- is a 79-year-old Italian immigrant who has spent most of his life breeding prize-winning racing pigeons. When he inexplicably murders a fellow immigrant -- 83-year-old Angelo Coluzzi -- Judy comes to his defense.

Tony's case is complicated by a single, irrefutable fact: He is technically guilty. Tony, as he immediately admits, killed Coluzzi in a fit of rage, thus concluding a vendetta begun more than 50 years before. In Tony's version of events, a jealous Angelo Coluzzi murdered Sylvana Lucia, Tony's wife, in the early days of World War II, when Angelo served as the local Fascist leader of their small Italian town. The blood feud continued across the generations, culminating in the murder of Tony's son and daughter-in-law and in Tony's act of belated retaliation. Given the peculiar circumstances of the case, Judy finds herself facing an uphill legal battle. Saddled with a client who insists on acknowledging his role in Coluzzi's death, she must somehow convince a skeptical jury that Tony's history of loss and suffering justifies his actions.

Scottoline handles this unique scenario with intelligence, sympathy, and characteristic wit. Her narrative ranges gracefully back and forth from Fascist Italy to contemporary America, gradually illuminating the personal and historical forces that turned a decent, good-hearted man into a killer. The result is a novel that entertains and enlightens in equal measure. (Bill Sheehan)

Bill Sheehan reviews horror, suspense, and science fiction for Cemetery Dance, The New York Review of Science Fiction, and other publications. His book-length critical study of the fiction of Peter Straub, At the Foot of the Story Tree, has been published by Subterranean Press (www.subterraneanpress.com).

Sun-Sentinel [South Florida]

Scottoline makes us remember why legal thrillers became so popular — and so entertaining.

Philadelphia Inquirer

The Vendeatta Defense is a thriller that's fun to hear.

Entertainment Weekly

Scottoline writes with ... genuine snap, producing smartly structured mystery thrillers.

Glamour

You'll lap up Scottoline's latest.

Palm Beach Post

[Scottoline's] books translate well to audio because her writing is rich in dialogue, and Scottoline effortlessly writes the way people talk.

Buffalo News

[a] wonderful tarantella of a tale.

Baltimore Sun

Charming'swift and suspenseful enough to hold you in an airline center seat for almost endless hours... The trial preparation and courtroom stuff is what gives the book its greatest strength. Scottoline knows the biz.

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly

Is it murder or simply eye-for-an-eye justice if you kill someone who has killed members of your family? That moral conundrum lies at the heart of Scottoline's (Moment of Truth; Mistaken Identity) latest legal yarn, which gives top billing to yet another lawyer from the all-female Philadelphia firm of Rosato & Associates. The star here is the somewhat manic Judy Carrier, who has played supporting roles in the past. The story, however, revolves around Anthony "Pigeon Tony" Lucia, a lovable septuagenarian who killed his longtime rival, Angelo Coluzzi, who murdered Lucia's wife in their native Italy 60 years ago. Coluzzi, the wealthy, mob-connected owner of a big construction firm, always seems to get the upper hand until Pigeon Tony breaks his neck during a showdown at the pigeon-racing club where they're both members. Pigeon Tony freely admits he killed Coluzzi, but maintains he was justified because of the long-standing Italian tradition of vendetta; Carrier knows it will be a big stretch to make that argument fly before a 21st-century American jury. Aided, however, by Tony's many friends in South Philly's Italian neighborhoods, Carrier mounts a sparkling defense while dodging innumerable attempts on her life from Coluzzi's gang and trying to keep in check her amorous feelings for Pigeon Tony's ruggedly handsome grandson, Frank. Scottoline shows once again her knack for building a highly entertaining plot around an intriguingly simple legal issue and a cast of likable eccentrics. Her touch is light, and her satisfying mix of mischief, sex appeal, action and legal analysis justifies her wide following. (Feb. 27) Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.

Library Journal

Like previous Scottoline books, this novel revolves around the fictional all-women Philadelphia law firm of Rosato and Associates, showcasing a prior supporting character, lawyer Judy Carrier. When asked by her best friend's father to defend an 83-year-old Italian immigrant on a murder charge, Judy agrees to take the case. The result is a very entertaining and thought-provoking story with a fast-paced and interesting plot and an exploration of law vs. justice. The Vendetta Defense is also about pigeon racing, the criminal justice system, Fascist Italy, and South Philly. Both major and minor characters, thanks to Barbara Rosenblat's performance, are engaging and real; she does a very effective job with all of the accents. Highly recommended. Christine Valentine, Davenport Univ. Lib., Kalamazoo, MI Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.

Philadelphia contains a special law firm, Rosato and Associates, that consists exclusively of women, who have each had at least one case where someone shot them or otherwise injured them. Mary DiNunzio is on sabbatical recovering from wounds received while defending a client. Her friend and co-worker Judy Carrier, misses Mary, but the latter feels safe working civil suits and preparing briefs.That changes when Judy agrees to defend "Pigeon Tony" Lucia against a murder charge. The DA accuses Pigeon Tony of killing Angelo Coluzzi, a person he has known for six decades. Tony believes that Angelo killed his wife, son. and daughter-in-law. Consequently, he snapped the neck of Angelo. The Coluzzi family is well connected in South Philly and goes to extraordinary lengths to silence Tony and his lawyer, but the intrepid Judy refuses to stop representing her client. She wants justice, not the law served.The law and justice do not always match as the theme of The Vendetta Defense indicates. This leads to important distinctions and even more important issues that hold the audience in thrall as they anxiously wait to see Lisa Scottoline's position on justice vs. the law. Judy's legal strategy is brilliant and remains on the right side of the law although she doubts justice will be served for her client. Tony has stolen a piece of Judy's heart with his grief and likewise does this to the reader also even with the knowledge that he killed a man. Lisa Scottoline has written a clever, intelligent legal procedural that sub-genre fans will relish as the story line focuses on the essence of the justice system.

Product Details

BN ID: 2940169977318
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 10/12/2004
Series: Rosato & Associates Series , #6
Edition description: Unabridged

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Chapter One

The morning Tony Lucia killed Angelo Coluzzi, he was late to feed his pigeons. As long as Tony had kept pigeons, which was for almost all of his seventy-nine years, he had never been late to feed them, and they began complaining the moment he opened the screen door. Deserting their perches, cawing and cooing, they flew agitated around the cages, their wings pounding against the chicken wire, setting into motion the air in the tiny city loft. It didn't help that the morning had dawned clear and that March blew hard outside. The birds itched to fly.

Tony waved his wrinkled hand to settle them, but his heart wasn't in it. They had a right to their bad manners, and he was a tolerant man. It was okay with him if the birds did only one thing, which was to fly home. They were homers, thirty-seven of them, and it wasn't an easy job they had, to travel to a place they'd never been, a distance in some races of three hundred or four hundred miles, then to navigate their return through skies they'd never flown, over city and country they'd never seen and couldn't possibly know, to flap their way home to a tiny speck in the middle of South Philadelphia, all without even stopping to congratulate themselves for this incredible feat, one that man couldn't even explain, much less accomplish.

There were so many mistakes a bird could make. Circling too long, as if it were a joyride or a training toss. Getting distracted on the way, buffeted by sudden bad weather, or worse, simply getting tired and disoriented -- thousands of things could result in the loss of a precious bird. Even once the first bird had made it home, the race wasn't won. Many races hadbeen lost by the bird who wouldn't trap fast enough; the one who was first to reach his loft but who stopped on the roof, dawdling on his way to the trap, so that his leg band couldn't be slipped off and clocked in before another man's bird.

But Tony's birds trapped fast. He bred them for speed, intelligence, and bravery, through six and even seven generations, and over time the birds had become his life. It wasn't a life for the impatient. It took years, even decades, for Tony to see the results of his breeding choices, and it wasn't until recently that his South Philly loft had attained the best record in his pigeon-racing club.

Suddenly the screen door banged open, blown by a gust of wind, startling Tony and frightening the birds in the first large cage. They took panicky wing, seventeen of them, all white as Communion wafers, transforming their cage into a snowy blizzard of whirring and beating, squawking and calling. Pinfeathers flurried and snagged on the chicken wire. Tony hurried to the loft door, silently reprimanding himself for being so careless. Normally he would have latched the screen behind him -- the old door had bowed in the middle, warped with the rain, and wouldn't stay shut without the latch -- but this morning, Tony's mind had been on Angelo Coluzzi.

The white pigeons finally took their perches, which were small plywood boxes lining the walls, but in their panic they had displaced each other, violating customary territories and upsetting altogether the pecking order, which led to a final round of fussing. "Mi dispiace," Tony whispered to the white birds. I'm sorry, in Italian. Though Tony understood English, he preferred Italian. As did his birds, to his mind.

He gazed at the white pigeons, really doves, which he found so beautiful. Large and healthy, the hue of their feathers so pure Tony marveled that only God could make this color. Their pearliness contrasted with the inky roundness of their eye, which looked black but in fact was the deepest of reds, blood-rich. Tony even liked their funny bird-feet, with the flaky red scales and the toe in back with a talon as black as their eyes pretended to be. And he kidded himself into thinking that the doves behaved better than the other birds. More civilized, they seemed aware of how special they were.

The secret reason for the doves' special status was that they were beloved of his son, who had finally stopped Tony from releasing them at weddings for a hundred fifty dollars a pop. Tony had thought it made a good side business; why not make some money to pay for the seed and medicines, plus keep the birds in shape during the off-season? And it made Tony happy to see the brides, whose hearts lifted at the flock of doves taking off outside the church, since you couldn't throw rice anymore. It reminded his heart of his own wedding day, less grand than theirs, though such things didn't matter when it came to love. But his son had hated the whole idea. They're not trained monkeys, Frank had said. They're athletes.

So Tony had relented. "Mi dispiace," he whispered again, this time to his son. But Tony couldn't think about Frank now. It would hurt too much, and he had birds to feed. He shuffled down the skinny aisle, and his old sneakers, their soles worn flat, made a swishing sound on the whitewash of the plywood floor. The floor had held up okay, unlike the screen door; Tony had built the loft himself when he first came to America from Abruzzo, sixty years ago. The loft measured thirty feet long, with the single door in the middle opening onto a skinny aisle that ran the short length of the building. It occupied all of Tony's backyard, as if the loft and yard were nesting boxes. Off the aisle of the loft were three large chicken wire cages lined with box perches. The aisle ended in a crammed feed room, the seed kept safe from rats in a trash can, and there was a bookshelf holding antibiotics, lice sprays, vitamins, and other supplies, all labels out, in clean white shelves.

The Vendetta Defense. Copyright © by Lisa Scottoline. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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