Tamera K. Koeder

I once placed my future, my family, and my hard-won life in the United States into the hands of an immigration lawyer who treated my case with the same attention she might give a forgotten grocery list. Her name is irrelevant now; what matters is the ruin she left behind. Through sheer lack of dilige...nce, missed deadlines, ignored warnings, and a casual indifference to the stakes involved, she engineered the circumstances that led to my deportation. I would not recommend her to my worst enemy—not even as a cruel joke.