If I had walked into a publishing house with this manuscript I would have been kicked out but because John Grisham's name is on it, it (unfortunately) got published. This book was duller than a rusty butter knife. NAte makes his first uninteresting foray to the jungles of Brazil that takes him about 300 pages. His second journey remarkably takes less than 3 pages. There was no suspense, no drama, no romance. A few anacondas and alligators thrown in here and there was apparently supposed to keep readers on their toes. Hardly. The ending was so pointless that I actually felt mad that I had wasted a few hours reading this. So the heirs only got 50 million instead of a billion. Boo hoo hoo. Am I supposed to feel justice was served? Their is no justice in this book, only injustice at the waste of time and the fact that it cost too much. Thnk goodness I borrowed it from a friend who, if she was a friend, would have saved me from reading this utterly horrible book.