Wow it's almost Turkey Day and I have a month of school left. How's life for y'all? In other news, it's supposed to snow here on Friday and I'm not ready. I take back what I said at some point before; I don't like the cold and I really really could use a space heater about now
Brooklyn, 1933. A serial killer leaves a bloody trail in his wake, each murder more gruesome than the last... At least that's what the papers have been saying. Private Investigator Michael Swain has been digging into this case for months, but with the cops getting impatient and old friends turned against him, he's at his limit. When a rookie journalist gets too close to the investigation, things take a turn for the worst. Will the true perpetrator be brought to justice before it's too late?
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