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Young girls are disappearing around the country. Everyone assumes they are teenage runaways, headed for the big city and bright lights. They vanish without trace -- society's disposable children, There is nothing to connect them to each other, let alone the killer whose charming manner hides a warped and sick mind.
Nobody moves around inside the messy heads of serial killers like Dr Tony Hill. Now heading up the recently founded National Profiling Task Force, he sets his team an exercise: they are given the details of thirty missing teenagers and asked to use their new techniques to discover whether there is a sinister link between any of the cases. Only one officer comes up with a concrete theory, but it is ridiculed by the rest of her group ... until a killer murders and mutilates one of their number.
Could the outrageous suspicion possibly be true? For Tony Hill, the murder of a member of his team becomes a matter for personal revenge. Aided by his previous colleague, Carol Jordan, he embarks upon a campaign of psychological terrorism - a game of cat and mouse where the roles of hunter and hunted are all too easily reversed.
If I were asked to answer the following question: What is slavery? and I should answer in one
word, It is murder, my meaning would be understood at once. No extended argument would be
required to show that the power to take from a man his thought, his will, his personality, is a power
of life and death; and that to enslave a man is to kill him. Why, then, to this other question: What is
property! may I not likewise answer, It is robbery, without the certainty of being misunderstood;
the second proposition being no other than a transformation of the first?
My mission is written in these words of the law: Speak without hatred and without
fear; tell that which thou knowest! The work of our race is to build the temple of science, and this
science includes man and Nature.
Disregard then, reader, my title and my character, and attend only to my arguments. It is in
accordance with universal consent that I undertake to correct universal error; from the opinion of
the human race I appeal to its faith. Have the courage to follow me; and, if your will is
untrammeled, if your conscience is free, if your mind can unite two propositions and deduce a third
therefrom, my ideas will inevitably become yours. In beginning by giving you my last word, it was
my purpose to warn you, not to defy you; for I am certain that, if you read me, you will be
compelled to assent. The things of which I am to speak are so simple and clear that you will be
astonished at not having perceived them before, and you will say: "I have neglected to think."
Others offer you the spectacle of genius wresting Nature's secrets from her, and unfolding before
you her sublime messages; you will find here only a series of experiments upon justice and right a
sort of verification of the weights and measures of your conscience. The operations shall be
conducted under your very eyes; and you shall weigh the result.
Originally posted by WyrdeOne
Wow, long time no see Seeker.
I'm reading a collection of poetry by Billy Collins. I've enjoyed it so far...
Doran Payne is a vampire who's not only retained a caring heart and most, if not all, of his soul in his thus far one-hundred-plus years of life, but he's done the forbidden – he's fallen in love with a mortal woman and she with him. His life being forfeit by the ancients who made him, Doran sets out to tell the entangled tale of his life for two reasons: to put an end to the morbid fascination that many humans have with all things vampiric and undead, and to somehow save the lives of those he has come to love. With honest words and the deepest of personal perspective, Doran weaves for us the vampire's life. In artfully dispelling the lies and romanticized half-truths, this all-too-human vampire gives us a new mythology, new eyes from which to view their hungered existence and eternal sanguisuganal life. Allow yourselves the seductive pleasure of its well-honed language and the immortal emotion that drove the vampire to pick up the pen. Can a vampire love, and if it does, can that love stand the truest of tests – time?