A cemetery. A coffin. A dead woman clutching a blood-red rose.
When private investigator Angelus Walker stumbles upon Alice Downhardt's body in an open grave, he thinks he's found a one-off killer with a twisted signature. She's been laid out with unsettling care-dressed in white, skin coated in pale clay, a single blood-red rose clutched to her chest. It's the work of someone patient. Someone practiced. Someone who has done this before.
But Alice isn't the first-and she won't be the last.
But Alice isn't the first-and she won't be the last.
Someone is collecting victims, arranging them like art pieces, each one posed with clay-stained skin and a crimson rose.
As the body count rises and the police remain baffled, the Coffin Maker's dark creations begin to consume Angelus. Then his girlfriend Kelly disappears.
Now Angelus has twenty-four hours to crack the mystery-before Kelly becomes the Coffin Maker's next masterpiece.
Readers thoughts
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ A chilling crime novel (Goodreads)
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Immediately gripping (Goodreads)
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Clean, controlled, and atmospheric (Goodreads)
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ A sense of quiet dread throughout (Goodreads)