By Mark Fuhrman. Oh, to have been a fly on the wall for the edit-board conversation at William Morrow that brought this...whatever this is into the world. Whatever you may think about Fuhrman's "investigative skills," it just seems unnecessary, and from this author? It's also worth noting that the autopsy was released less than two weeks before the book's pub date...and did not classify Schiavo's death a homicide. Wh...at are we doing, here.
I get the feeling the previous owner of the hardcover may have felt the same, because it doesn't seem like it's been read, just reshelved over and over in the hopes that the goofy collage on the front cover might have disappeared in the interim? The pages are clean and tight, the jacket's in good shape with some very mild edgewear, and the bottom rear board is bumped, barely, so if you're needing to read widely in this landmark case's subgenre or collecting ill-advised follow-ups, this one's a great reading copy.