Synopsis
The world's bestselling novelist is back with Never Enough, a new novel of fast and loose trading, of stocks as well as sexual partners, following the rise and fall of New York power broker David Shea. When David Shea, a high powered Wall Street investment banker blows off his twenty-fifth high school reunion, he essentially turns his back on his past. David was shielded from a horrific crime he committed in his youth by his father's power and prestige, going on to great success while managing to avoid every bad break. But in a life of big money payoffs, potentially lethal pitfalls, and legal wrangling, fate is bound to get the upper hand at least once.
Publishers Weekly
Biz! Booze! Broads! It's difficult to envision the sort of trashy story lines that made The Carpetbaggers and Stiletto such memorable hits getting any sleazier, but this nuanceless book achieves the impossible. The fourth in the Forge line (The Secret; The Predators; Never Leave Me) of posthumously published Robbins novels (Robbins died in 1997) finished by "a carefully selected writer" follows the story of four boyhood pals from dead-end 1970s New Jersey who recreationally beat a local loser to death one drunken Saturday night. The ringleader, a "cheat" named David Shea, gets do-gooder friend Cole Jennings to take the fall for him. The novel meanders aimlessly through the subsequent maturation of Dave into a scheming inside trader and Cole, who served three years' probation for involuntary manslaughter, into a well-meaning but weak-willed lawyer; the two team up to run crooked investment deals while pursuing leisurely wife-swapping and generally screwing everything in sight. While Cole and his wife, Emily, manage to weather the storms of such a lifestyle, Dave runs through several wives, one of whom he lands in prison, another of whom he pimps to lure shady Chinese investment capital. While there is just enough trace evidence of the original author's love of business scams in the plot (including Dave gambling on a thinly veiled version of the AOL-Netscape merger), the author's ghost is obliterated by the publisher's ghostwriter. Lines like "Jenna was probably the only girl in the dorm wearing rings in her nipples, and the least sexually experienced on her dorm floor" should have (most) readers dropping the book in disgust, and shoddy editing will discourage the few that remain. Let'shope this will be the last of the post-Robbins Robbins novels; the dead should be allowed to rest in peace. Major ad/promo. (Nov. 26) Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.