He’s New York’s fixer.
He’s the guy magazine magnates, hip-hop moguls, entertainment attorneys – even governors – call when they want something done. Now he has a tell-all book.
Edward Hayes, lawyer to the rich and famous, has spilled the beans on his sensational career representing the city’s A list in “Mouthpiece: A Life In – and Sometimes Just Outside – the Law.”
Hayes, who was the inspiration for the criminal lawyer in his best friend Tom Wolfe’s “Bonfire of the Vanities,” lifts the lid in his first book on his most famous friends – and enemies.
Already, the memoir has upset many of those who once confided in him, including Condé Nast mogul Si Newhouse, rapper R. Kelly, Vogue editor Anna Wintour, Mafia cop Stephen Caracappa and J.Lo – to name just a few.
“Eddie, I need you,” they say, and he’s out of bed at 3 in the morning on the job.
Just ask Lizzie Grubman’s old man, Allen.
The entertainment lawyer extraordinaire turned to Hayes in 2001 when his 31-year-old daughter famously mowed down 16 people outside a club in the Hamptons.
“Lizzie has a problem,” Grubman told his longtime pal in the early-morning July phone call.
Hayes recounts how he spoke to his friend’s “loudmouth” daughter moments after the incident, as she took cover in the home of one-time friend, Andrew Sassoon.
“I swear to God, Eddie, it was an accident,” he says the p.r. princess cried on the phone, before assuring her attorney neither booze nor pills were involved.
Hayes claims both Lizzie and her father were unwilling to take responsibility for her actions that night – even after it was revealed that cops said she called one of the victims “white trash.”
“They are just coming after us because we’re rich Jews!” Hayes says the elder Grubman yelled in his daughter’s defense.
“No, Allen,” Hayes said he retorted. “They are coming after you because she ran down the whole f- – -ing neighborhood.”
Eventually, Hayes says, the spoiled brat did learn her lesson.
“It’s over, and she emerges from the whole thing a much kinder, softer person,” he writes.
“Getting your brains beat out every day may be a good thing for someone who is just a bit of a spoiled brat: almost nothing unspoils you faster than a good beating in full view of the entire country.”
The veteran lawyer claims to have used the media spotlight to the advantage of his clients many times over his career.
Take for instance, the night in 1999 he found the “nation’s biggest Latin star”, J.Lo, handcuffed to a steam pipe at the Midtown North Precinct station house after her arrest, alongside boyfriend Sean “Puffy” Combs.
“Do you f- – -ing know what is going to happen if some photographer from The Post comes in here and sees this?” Hayes says he yelled at an officer.
“You might want to rethink this because there are going to be some very upset people in the world.”
Hayes says Puffy did not seem to give a damn about his arrest over a nightclub shooting on the West Side, or his then-girlfriend.
“Call my mother and tell her I’m OK,” he says Puffy kept saying to him when Hayes arrived at the station house.
“He doesn’t seem to give a f- – – that he is in jail or that he’s been arrested or that any of this might cause trouble for his billion-dollar Bad Boy record company,” Hayes writes.
“All he cares about is his mother! I’ve never seen a guy in prison more concerned about his mother than this guy.”
Hayes recalls how stunned he was to see J.Lo “working it,” in full view of three detectives who hoped to question her.
“Never have I seen a woman turn or twitch her tail with as much skill as J.Lo put into that quick and staggeringly effective move,” he writes.
Hayes also chronicles how he introduced Daniel Libeskind to his good pal Gov. Pataki, how he managed Andy Warhol’s estate after his death – a job that almost ruined Hayes – and how he witnessed in-fighting between then-Police Commissioner Bill Bratton and then-Mayor Rudy Giuliani.
All of them, he writes, have one reliable mantra: “Get me Hayes.”
leela.dekretser@nypost.com