All that remains: a novel by Patricia Cornwell

Author:Patricia Cornwell
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Serial murders - Fiction, Medical examiners (Law) Virginia Fiction, Women physicians, Women Sleuths, Kay (Fictitious character) - Fiction, Richmond (Va.), Virginia, Women detectives Virginia Fiction, Scarpetta, Medical, Women detectives, Detective and mystery stories, Richmond (Va.) - Fiction, Juvenile Fiction, Kay (Fictitious character), Mysteries & Detective Stories, Medical examiners (Law) - Fiction, Serial murders Virginia Fiction, Thrillers, Fiction, Scarpella, Serial murders, Mystery & Detective, General, Suspense, Forensic pathologists, Medical examiners (Law)
ISBN: 9780684193953
Publisher: New York : Scribner ; c1992.
Published: 1992-12-13T20:00:00+00:00

He turned on the radio and we drove deeper into the night.

"I know this is awkward, Kay."

He stared straight ahead. "I'm sorry. Benton suggested I meet you."

"That was very thoughtful of him," I said sadistically "I didn't mean it like that. I would have insisted hat;; he not asked. You had no reason to think I might here."

We rounded a sharp bend and turned into Wesley's subdivision.

As we pulled into Wesley's driveway, Mark said, "I guess I'd better warn you that Benton's not in a very good mood."

"I'm not either," I replied coldly.

A fire burned in the living room, and Wesley sitting near the hearth, a briefcase open and resting against the leg of his chair, a drink on the table nearby He did not get up when I walked in, but nodded slight as Connie invited me to the couch. I sat on one end, Mark the other.

Connie left to get coffee, and I started in. "Mark, I know nothing of your involvement in all this."

"There isn't much to know. I was in Quantico for several days and am spending the night with Benton and Connie before returning to Denver tomorrow. I'm not involved in the investigation, not assigned to the case. "All right. But you're aware of the cases."

I wondered what Wesley and Mark had discussed in my absence. Wondered what Wesley had said to Mark about me.

"He's aware of them," Wesley answered.

"Then I'll ask both of you," I said.

"Did the Bureau set up Pat Harvey? Or was it the CIA?"

Wesley did not move or change the expression on his face. "What leads you to suppose she's been set up?"

"Obviously, the Bureau's disinformation tactics went beyond luring the killer. It was someone's intention to destroy Pat Harvey's credibility, and the press has done this quite successfully."

"Even the President doesn't have that much influence over the media. Not in this country."

"Don't insult my intelligence, Benton," I said.

"What she did was anticipated. Let's put it that way."

Wesley recrossed his legs and reached for his drink.

"And you laid the trap," I said.

"No one spoke for her at her press conference."

"It doesn't matter because no one needed to. Someone made sure her accusations would come across in print as the ravings of a lunatic. Who primed the reporters, the politicians, her former allies, Benton? Who leaked that she consulted a psychic? Was it you?"

"No."

"Pat Harvey saw Hilda Ozimek last September," I went on. "It never made the news until now, meaning the press didn't know about it until now. That's pretty low, Benton. You told me yourself that the FBI and Secret Service have resorted to Hilda Ozimek on a number of occasions. That's probably how Mrs. Harvey found out about her, for God's sake."

Connie returned with my coffee, then left again as quickly as she had appeared.

I could feel Mark's eyes on me, the tension. Wesley continued staring into the fire.

"I think I know the truth."

I made no effort to disguise, my outrage. "I intend to have it out in the open now.

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