SERIAL KILLER

<p>Brooklyn heavy rain a red Spider cutting through the night and a phone call no parent ever wants to make: their daughter is missing and the police have already closed the file.</p><p>In <strong>Serial Killer</strong> Ana White - former NYPD Homicide detective turned private investigator too sharp and too broken to play by the rules - is hired to find Brenda Harrys seventeen years old vanished into thin air. The trail drags her through teenage bedrooms that still smell of dreams shady clubs like the <em>Velvet Room</em> and crime scenes that burn into your retinas and don't let go.</p><p>Meanwhile in an abandoned cold-storage warehouse beneath the Manhattan Bridge someone is playing with time and fear: cages flickering neon the stink of mold and rotting meat girls locked up counting passing trains just to stay sane. A predator who knows police procedures codes and system loopholes a little <em>too</em> well.</p><p>To save Brenda Ana is forced back into the world she walked away from: NYPD corridors old colleagues a commanding officer with more shadows than medals and a sequence of numbers carved into victims' bodies that at some point leads straight to her phone. She has to figure out whether she's hunting a serial killer... or whether she's the real target.</p><p><strong>Serial Killer</strong> is a dark tight claustrophobic thriller: no redemption arcs no neat light at the end of the tunnel. Just a race against time where every decision can turn a missing girl into a body to be identified.</p>