chapter 1 One year earlier I
am the lead prosecutor in the office of the Metropolitan Boston District Attorney. I’m known as the attack dog, the top gun, the guy who has blinders on when it comes to the right and wrong of justice. I am that way because my father, “Big Dan” O’Connor, was a captain in the Boston Police Department. There was never any gray in our house; there was only his way or the highway. And there was no sparing of the rod to spoil the poor blind child.
Actually, my da never called me blind. He used words like sightless, disabled, impaired,...