My leg was gone.
"I'm not talking about my real leg, the left one, but the bottom 21 inches of the right one, which is made of aluminum and plastic the color of a scuffed, dirty Barbie doll."
A missing leg is just one of the dilemmas Marl Trevicker wakes up to on a hangover morning in June.
"Last Leg" is a whodunit about breast augmentation, corporate downsizing, toxic dumping, toxic relatives, a beautiful detective, and how they affect a one-legged man who works for an air freshener company in New Jersey.