At first, they look like suicides. Two bodies within a week - one found floating in New York's East River, another electrocuted in the bathtub. But forensics show that the victims were drugged, then killed. As the death toll grows, so does the brutality of the murders - and the killer dubbed the Flesh Collector continues to prey.
NYPD profiler Lee Campbell joins the frantic pursuit of a murderous madman who delights in taunting police with gruesome messages. Somewhere in the killer's terrifying handiwork lie the clues to his twisted psyche. But the case is growing disturbingly personal. Getting close enough to stop the monster means getting close enough... to die.
I was bored by the characters and found them to be a poor copy of other fictional characters with similar positions, a police psychologist and a grouchy detective.
An okay plot if a bit over the top. Listening was tedious given the nasal quality of the narration and the speech affections of the narrator. The speech patterns of the the various characters were done well enough but it was hard to listen to the overall narration. I listened through to the end but it was only because I hoped the plot would save the book. The narration shouldn't detract from the book being read. I'll definitely think twice before ordering another book by the same narrator.
I tried to give this one a chance, but writing was so poor on this one I just couldn't listen to it.
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