"William E. Emba"
Duncan Hughes has had a rather monotonous and trite career as an
estate and tax lawyer when suddenly werewolves, vampires, zombies,
and one impossibly alluring unicorn, along with his ex-wife and his
old high school friends--all of them lawyers in the worst possible
way--turn his life upside down and then some.
A running gag about an account that can't be closed since the
numbers just won't balance, with the discrepancy changing each
time Duncan tries to settle it becomes more and more important as
the novel proceeds. Ultimately, it turns out that Duncan can't
help but do his arithmetic out of phase with the rest of reality.
The legal ramifications alone turn out to be astonishing.
As Holt's dust jacket biography always mentions, he himself was
an estate and tax lawyer before taking up writing fulltime.