It's been a while since I read a Turow book but he's always been one of my favorite authors, partly because he's not afraid to stretch in terms of writing different types of protagonists. I think there has been mixed success on that front, but I admire the willingness to take chances, and I like the character he created here, who's probably as unlike the author (I assume) as you can get, and the diversity of the surrounding characters. This story doesn't have the murkiness and twistiness of some of his other work, but it moves along.