β Scribed by Gregory Funaro
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
An FBI agent chases a barbaric serial killer in this thriller by the acclaimed author of The Sculptor.
The victims are found in desolate rural areas, naked and impaled on long wooden stakes. There are no clues. No DNA evidence. Just a message, etched over and over again on one broken body: "I have returned."
For FBI agent Sam Markham, the murderer's methods are evolving too fast, his bloodlust growing too swiftly. Markham's sharp investigative skills are put to the test as each mutilated body reveals new depths to the Impaler's brutality. And just as the clues finally slip into place, Markham will discover how easy it is to cross the line from hunter to hunted.
This is a suspenseful, edge-of-your-seat police procedural by the author of The Sculptorβcalled "a stone cold thrill ride" by #1 New York Timesβbestselling author Lisa Jackson and praised for its "clever plotting" by Edgar Awardβwinning...
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