True Crime By James Kirkpatrick Davis
Prescription For Evil is a True Crime book published by Genius Books Publishing. The description reads:
“On May 27, 2001, a nurse in Kansas City oncologist Dr. Hunter-Hicks’ office placed a five c.c. vial of Taxol chemotherapy medicine in a package and sent it to the National Medical Services laboratory. On June 12, 2001, the lab results arrived back. The Taxol sample from the lab was a bombshell. It had approximately one-third of the amount of Taxol the doctor had ordered. Diluted medication could result in serious, possibly fatal outcomes.
In September 2001, the FBI opened a new case file: Diluted Trust. Overseen by FBI Director Robert S. Muller III, Diluted Trust was the FBI’s highest priority case in the nation until the terrorist attacks on 9/11.
The FBI discovered that pharmacist responsible for the scam, Robert Ray Courtney, had been diluting chemotherapy drugs for years and had brought in hundreds of thousands of dollars. But beyond the crime of overcharging for diluted medication was the human toll it took. At least 4,200 patients were affected with at least 40 known deaths. This was the first case of its kind in American medical history.
Prescription for Evil is the story of Robert Ray Courtney, the FBI case against him, and the devastation he wrought among thousands of patients and their families.”
The author’s page on the Genius Books Publishing website says:
“James Kirkpatrick Davis is an independent scholar and author of Kelley: The Story of an FBI Director: Kansas City: Andrews McMeel & Parker 1987. Spying on America: The FBI Domestic Counterintelligence Program: Westport CT.: Praeger Publishers 1992. Assault on the Left: The FBI and the Sixties Antiwar Movement: Westport CT.: Praeger Publishers 1997. Ali Was Here: A Promising Life. A Brutal Murder. Justice and a Legacy of Hope: Kansas City: Kansas City Star Books, 2009. The Saturday Night Massacre: What Really Happened on October 20, 1973: Columbus, Ohio: The Educational Publisher 2015. He and his wife Neva live in Lee’s Summit, Missouri.”
Genius Books Publishing owners Steve and Leya Booth had this to say about True Crime:
“We are true crime enthusiasts and want to read amazing books on the subject. We are seeking true crime books that feature good storytelling as well as accurate and unique representations of the facts. We don’t want sensationalism; we want the truth in all its awful beauty. And if that means our books don’t have easy answers or convenient endings, that’s just fine. Sometimes a story needs to be told that has no ending. Not every mystery gets wrapped up within the covers of a book. Life isn’t convenient and simple, and neither are the books we publish.”
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