ARC for review, obviously a re-release of an older title, EPD, January 17, 2017.
Review to be published following publication.
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Review originally published in the Charleston Gazette Mail, March 5, 2017
“Above Suspicion” by Joe Sharkey, Simon & Schuster, 1993
I had read nothing at all about this true-crime book other than it was set in Pikeville, Kentucky, which is adjacent to the Southern West Virginia state line near the Tug Valley and Williamson.
That’s what drew my interest, not the story itself, so this was one nonfiction book I was able to read without knowing what was about to happen — and that definitely added to my enjoyment.
This is actually a tragic story of how a systemic problem, combined with a few seconds of lost control, can have results that are horrible for so many, especially a young woman who lost her life.
In February 1987, Connecticut native Mark Putnam, a recent graduate of the FBI academy, his wife Kathy and their 2-year-old daughter Danielle were assigned to the FBI office in Pikeville.
Now, the fact Pikeville even has an FBI office is shocking to me. There is a fair amount of crime in the area, but I’m surprised it isn’t handled out of a larger city — either Lexington or Charleston. At the time, Pikeville had less than 5,000 residents, and I had no idea the FBI was in the business of putting agents (multiple agents) in communities that were so small.
Sharkey, though not from the area, does a great job painting an accurate picture of it, both then and now, relying heavily on Harry M. Caudill’s seminal book “Night Comes to the Cumberlands,” with descriptions of the disdain outsiders often bring to their first encounters with hillbillies and the condescension that has always seeped down the map to rural southern Appalachia from the urban media centers.
During the heyday of the sensationalist press in the late 1880s, big-city newspapers from the east were drawn to southern Appalachia by the colorful narratives afforded by the Hatfield-McCoy feud:
“The stories gave birth to the stereotype of hillbillies as perpetually befuddled lummoxes engaged in contentious disputes, surrounded by sexually amenable Daisy Maes, bumptious elders, and assorted comic shotgun-toting wild men, all coexisting in dim-witted timeless bliss in a junkyard Eden where tranquility is regularly shattered by thumping mountain quarrels.
“As with most enduring stereotypes, there is always authentication available to those who look for it ... in the hilly rural areas outside of town, welfare has been a way of life for generations, the teenage pregnancy rate is among the highest in the country, abuse of both illegal and legal drugs is rampant, and feuds lasting generations simmer like stew pots.
“Under a thin veneer of modest prosperity in small towns such as Pikeville, the toll of over a century of feverish exploitation was evident, both physically and socially ... in ‘exhaustion of soil, exhaustion of men, exhaustion of hopes.’”
The area is both geographically and, some would say, uniquely isolated. This is where Mark came to try to bring law and order.
But I digress. Mark is a fish out of water in isolated, mountainous, coal-tarnished Pike County, Kentucky, and non-natives don’t do well in these areas (hell, most law-enforcement doesn’t do well, and definitely not someone from the outside). However, Mark is determined to make a success of this first placement and gets to work.
Right from the start, Mark is told to be successful he needs to start developing sources — he is an outsider, and he needs in. Right away he happens to meet Susan Smith, who provides enormous amounts of help on a bank robbery case, at great risk to herself.
Smith was born in Matewan, West Virginia, just across the state line, and has been a lifelong resident of the area. She knows everything and everyone, so she is in a position to help Mark as long as Mark kept working his source.
Quickly, Susan refuses to work with anyone but Mark and insinuates herself into his life, becoming friends with Kathy Putnam and seeing or talking to Mark nearly every day. The FBI office in Lexington, Mark’s nominal overseer, largely leaves Mark to his own devices, other than to continue to provide him money to pay his new source, and a relationship that ends in tragedy has begun.
Any astute reader will see where this is all going. What shocked me and made this all the more tragic was Mark’s — spoiler alert — incredible sense of guilt.
Although he might not be sure of it, there’s no question he could have gotten away with the crime. But he can’t live with himself and is prepared to pay the consequences, more than most would have paid in the same situation because of his conscience and his attitude that he let down the FBI, an organization for which he had the utmost respect despite the fact that its tactics and lack of supervision of a rookie agent likely contributed to his downfall.
Mark never blames anyone but himself, a true rare breed.
This title was originally published in 1993, long before my time in West Virginia, so I was unfamiliar with the story. The book is being reissued now to tie-in with a movie starring Emilia Clarke (from “Game of Thrones” as Susan). The movie, filmed in Harlan, Kentucky, in 2016, so one would guess it will be out next year. It’s always enjoyable to read stories when you know the area and you know the people, so I quite liked this.
Well done and well worth reading.