By Paula Reed Ward,
Throughout my 20-year career as a
police and courts reporter, I have covered every kind of case imaginable. But
the death of Autumn Klein by cyanide in 2013 was my very first poisoning.
The story itself — a 41-year-old
neurologist allegedly killed by her husband — was fascinating. Add to it that
she was killed by poison, which almost wasn't detected, and it became
unforgettable.
But then I learned about who Autumn
was. The kind of doctor. Mother. Friend. I knew that I couldn't let the case go
by without writing a book about it. I wanted to make sure the world didn't
forget her.
Doing the reporting and research
for the book was all-engrossing. I spent months tracking down Autumn's college
roommates and classmates. I read medical journals to learn about her specialties.
I talked to her colleagues and professors. And to her family.
That must have been the best — and
most difficult — part. Autumn's cousin and best friend, Sharon, spent countless
hours with me on the phone, sharing the cherished stories of their childhood.
Then she spent hours more with me in person.
Autumn's mother Lois, too, spent
nearly six hours with me. She told about her daughter — the kind of child she
was and the kind of woman she blossomed into. She also told me about her own
relationship with Autumn's husband, Bob Ferrante. She didn't like the idea of
her daughter marrying a man 23 years older, but she would also never get in the
way of true love. It wasn't her decision to make, Lois said. As we talked that
day — and as Lois showed me photographs taken throughout Autumn's life — I
couldn't help but feel a deep sadness for her and her husband, Bill. But this
sadness also gave me the resolve to know that writing a book about their
daughter was the right thing to do.
Then there was the challenge of
getting Bob's side of the story. Although I knew all along that my main purpose
for the book was telling the world about Autumn, it was essential — to me — to
be fair, and represent both sides. As a newspaper reporter, my career has been
spent trying my best to be impartial. That wasn't going to change here.
So, I set out to get Bob to talk to
me. By that point, of course, he was in our local jail (and later, state prison).
I sent him a letter. I contacted his attorney. Over weeks of discussions, they
finally permitted me to send Bob written questions. I did. And he sent me pages
and pages of written answers back. It was a gold mine of detail — about his and
Autumn's relationship. His childhood. Raising his two adult children from his
first marriage. And how much he missed the young daughter he and Autumn
had.
I also spoke with him twice by
phone from prison. During our interviews, I didn’t ask Bob tough questions,
like “did you do it?” or “why would you do those Google searches?” I knew I
wouldn't have some Perry Mason moment where he shouted, “You got me! I did it.”
He denied committing the crime at trial; I wasn't going to trick him into
confessing. So, what was most important to me was trying to tell Bob's story — just
like I was telling Autumn's. I wanted to know about his life, his family, his
education and career. And about prison.
He shared those things with me. And
I included them all.
Bob recently lost his first round
of appeals and will soon file with the Pennsylvania Superior Court. It will be
interesting to see how it all plays out.
In the meantime, I will keep
covering the case and the people involved. And keep writing the stories that
come through the courthouse each day. Like I always have, I will strive to make
sure that everyone's side gets told, and that every story is representative of
the person it was written about.
Love this! This is a top-notch, gripping real life crime book :)
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