“A discovery is said to be an accident meeting a prepared mind.”
It was Nobel Prize winning Hungarian biochemist Albert Szent-Gyorgyi who said this, and applied to my discovery of the character Kay Scarpetta specifically and the incredible writing of Patricia Cornwell in general.
For reference, “The Scarpetta Factor” is the seventeenth novel in the Kay Scarpetta series.
Despite Cornwell’s massive international fame as a novelist, on top of her numerous visits to the New York Times Bestseller List, I’d somehow missed her and Kay entirely. That condition changed the day I picked a copy of “The Scarpetta Factor” off the shelf at a second-hand book store.
I remember that it was the book’s cover that initially caught my eye. Then I opened the book to reveal a two-page photo spread on the inside, a sweeping picture of what I would soon come to understand was the First Avenue entrance of the building where the character Kay Scarpetta worked, and spent most of her waking hours.
The building’s entrance was of brick, but not just your run of the mill beige, chestnut, or rust color…but rather an eye-catching turquoise blue. For reasons I can feel, but cannot explain in words, this photo immediately captured and held my interest.
The next aspect of the photo I noticed was the raised, chrome plated letters that were set into the brick background:
C i t y o f N e w Y o r k
Office of Chief Medical Examiner
The letters themselves were widely spaced, an expanse that spanned the entire two-page photo.
For a moment, I considered this picture, the grit-laden letters that must have once gleamed in shining chrome, the patches of the brickwork that were a bit more faded than the others, perhaps due to years of exposure to the rainwater, snow and sunshine of the changing seasons. There were cracks in a few of the bricks as well as the concrete façade immediately below.
This photo was already telling me stories about the kind of people who worked behind this storied landmark, and the important ways they served the people of New York.
The wall was a bit worn and faded, but far from broken or dilapidated. Instead, I guessed that this wall spoke of a solid kind of continuity…an enduring hallmark of quiet, dignified service to those of the city’s residents who were no longer able to tell their stories. This was the place where Medical Examiners unraveled mysteries by painstakingly examining the clues hidden within cold, lifeless bodies.
I then read the dust jacket synopsis and already found myself being pulled into this story like a swimmer swept up in a river’s powerful current. I bought the book and began reading it, soon realizing that I’d made a wonderful book selection decision…and that it happened completely by accident.
My delight in this story begins with the character of Kay Scarpetta herself. Inspired by former Virginia Chief Medical Examiner Marcella Fierro, MD, Dr. Kay Scarpetta was born in Miami, Florida in 1954.
Cornwell fashioned her Medical Examiner heroine as a blonde, sharp dresser who always seemed to maintain a professional comportment. Her father died of leukemia when she was very young…this event had a powerful influence on young Kay. The experience of watching her dad waste away and eventually die, translated into her desire to solve the quiet mysteries of death and somehow afforded her the stomach to surround herself with death as part of her professional life. Kay is a perfectionist, an incredibly hard worker, and usually finds herself lost in the process of unlocking the clues in her curious job as Medical Examiner.
Her career journey takes her from Chief Medical Examiner for the Commonwealth of Virginia to later relocating to Florida to become a private forensic consultant. After a few years, Kay moves to Hollywood, Florida, to head the National Forensic Academy, a private institution founded by her wealthy niece Lucy. By the time of this seventeenth installment, Kay and her husband Benton Wesley have moved to New York City where Kay is now the Senior Forensic Analyst for CNN while also offering her services, pro bono, to New York City’s Office of the Chief Medical Examiner.
In the first chapter we find Kay facing an autopsy that is baffling in its contradictions.
The deceased is Toni Darien, a twenty-six year old female who works in the lounge of the “High Roller Lanes” an upscale bowling alley.
Scarpetta quickly determines that the cause of death was by way of a single blow to the back of the head with an object with a multi colored surface, yet there was almost no blood at the scene and the head would was only discovered after careful examination, mostly hidden by the victim’s hair.
Toni’s body was found at the edge of Central Park, only thirty feet off East 110th Street, shortly before dawn. This location was about twenty blocks from where Darien lived, but that seemed strange since the victim’s mother said she usually didn’t run that far from her apartment, and that she usually never ran at night.
Toni was found wearing running pants and a fleece, yet those who knew her said she would’ve bundled up much more for such a cold day, even when she was out for a run.
There was a Ploartec scarf tied in a double knot around her neck, causing first responders to guess the cause of death to be strangulation, yet Scarpetta’s closer examination revealed nothing to indicate the scarf had been used to kill since there were no corresponding marks on her neck.
Then there’s the unusual wristwatch found on Toni Darien’s body, a “Biograph” that Scarpetta is unable to find any reference to on the Internet, but guesses to herself is somehow connected to the American Mutoscope and Biograph Company, the oldest movie company in America, founded in 1895.
As Scarpetta’s findings click into place, she begins to reveal an incredibly malevolent international menagerie with a cast of the most bizarre characters imaginable: the deranged bank robbing “granny”, a perverted Hollywood actor, a deviant former Marine, a Parisian mob family and a bankrupt, desperate former FBI forensic psychiatrist, just to name a few.
Gripping from start to finish…an incredible “accidental discovery” for my prepared mind. A thoroughly enjoyable read…assuring that I’ll be reading a lot more about Medical Examiner Kay Scarpetta in the future!