Friday’s Fiction

The Color of Justice by Ace Collins

Cooper “Coop” Lindsay left Justice, Mississippi for school and married while he was away. In the 1960’s, he returned to Justice with his family and opened a law office.  After being back for three months, he figured something out. “The first was something he liked; Justice was the same quaint town he remembered from his youth. The second was something he hated; Justice was still the same quaint town he remembered from his youth.”

During the 1960’s Justice, Mississippi, had not even begun to come to terms with civil rights. Near a young murdered white girl was a knife with a black man’s name engraved on it. No one asked questions and there was no investigation before arresting the man for murder.

Hattie Ross visited Coop to request his help in representing her nephew, the accused, when his court date came up. Coop, wanting to see justice done, agreed to represent Hattie’s nephew. Consequently, he set a ball rolling where no one expected.

Terrifying threats to Coop’s family prompted him, for their own safety, to send them to visit other relatives.

Then after the trial Coop and Hattie’s nephew disappeared without a trace.

Years later in 2014, a visitor arrived in Justice, Mississippi. The first question he was asked was, “Are you here about the murder?” Thus was Clark Cooper “Coop” Lindsay, grandson of the still missing Coop Lindsay, introduced to Justice.

Before Coop had a chance to settle in and begin finding answers to his grandfather’s disappearance, Michael Maltose “owner of the town” accosted him. His son, unjustly accused of murdering a young black man, needed someone to represent him.

Coop finally relented and set off a chain of events no one could predict, one where past and future collide like a runaway train collision.

In addition to being the title of the book, The Color of Justice is also a play on words. (I love book titles with double meanings!)

I received this book from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

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