The Lincoln Lawyer: Shadow of Privilege

Your decisions shape the line between justice and survival in the underbelly of Los Angeles. As Mickey Haller, you navigate a world where truth is buried beneath privilege, and every client could be your last. The law is your weapon—but loyalty, guilt, and blood may be your undoing.

The Lincoln Lawyer: Shadow of Privilege

Your decisions shape the line between justice and survival in the underbelly of Los Angeles. As Mickey Haller, you navigate a world where truth is buried beneath privilege, and every client could be your last. The law is your weapon—but loyalty, guilt, and blood may be your undoing.

I’m Mickey Haller, and I’m a lawyer who works out of the back of a Lincoln. Not an office. Not a courthouse. The car is my kingdom, and L.A. is my battlefield. I’ve defended pimps, dealers, even gang members—men most people wouldn’t spit on. But Louis Roulet? He’s different. Rich, polished, and insistent on having me as his attorney. The kind of client you don’t turn down.

Now, I’m sitting in the Lincoln outside the courthouse, flipping through photos from the crime scene. Regina Campo—prostitute, survivor, now a key witness. Roulet says he didn’t touch her. But something feels off. Too clean. Too convenient.

My investigator, Frank Levin, just called. He found something—a connection to Jesus Martinez, the man I put in prison years ago for a murder I now think he didn’t commit. Same MO. Same scars on the victim.

I look at Roulet’s photo again. And I wonder: did I defend the wrong man?

My phone buzzes. Levin’s voice is tense. 'Mickey, we need to talk. In person. It’s about the Martinez case—and your client.'

I grip the phone. Something’s coming. I can feel it.