Thinking, no doubt, that you have to let the 800-lb. gorilla get a certain amount of bile out of her system before getting back to business as usual--churning out Scarpetta best-sellers. No one would have published this dreadful book had it been sent in by an unknown, or even a "midlist" author. And Cornwell should have known better than to send in a compendium of silly names, fart jokes and feeble attempts at Mike Meyers comedy. Humor is not her strong suit, as I hope she has learned by now. Leave it to Carl Hiasson.