"Detectives Ruth Lake and Greg Carver race to stop a serial killer who makes his victims into centerpieces of macabre works of art. While Britain is obsessed with the newest hit true-crime television show, Fact, or Fable?, detectives Ruth Lake and Greg Carver are tormented by a fiendish flesh-and-blood killer on the loose. Lured to a "crime scene" by a mysterious digital invitation, Ruth Lake is horrified by what she finds: a bizarre and gruesome tableau surrounded by a crowd of gawkers. The deadly work is the latest "art installation" designed by a diabolical criminal dubbed the Ferryman. Not only is this criminal cold-blooded; he's a narcissistic exhibitionist desperate for an audience. He's also clever at promoting his deadly handiwork. Exploiting England's current true-crime craze, he uses social media to titillate and terrorize the public. Ruth is joined in the investigation by her partner Greg Carver, who is slowly regaining his strength after a run-in with another sadistic criminal. But Greg can't seem to shake the bewildering effects of the head wound that nearly ended him. Are the strange auras blurring his vision an annoying side effect of his injury, or could they be something more . . . a tool to help him see a person's true nature? In this utterly engrossing and thrilling tale of suspense, a pair of seasoned detectives face off against a wickedly smart and inventive psychopath in a tense, bloody game that leads to a shocking end."--Publisher description.
While Britain is obsessed with the true-crime television show, Fact, or Fable?, detectives Ruth Lake and Greg Carver are tormented by a fiendish flesh-and-blood killer on the loose. The deadly work is the latest "art installation" designed by a diabolical criminal dubbed the Ferryman. The criminal is cold-blooded, and a narcissistic exhibitionist desperate for an audience. He's also clever at promoting his deadly handiwork, using social media to titillate and terrorize the public. Carver is regaining strength, but can't seem to shake the effects of the head wound that nearly ended him. Are the auras blurring his vision an annoying side effect of his injury, or could they be a tool to help him see a person's true nature? -- adapted from jacket
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