Addie Rivers is one dumb chick. In a town the size of a hot dog stand, if two unrelated people are murdered, that would be cause enough for concern. She jogs home after work, in the dark, even though she feels someone is following her. Oh, it's just her imagination. She feels she's being stalked in the library after dark, but oh, it's just her imagination.
Ignorance is bliss.
I liked the beginning of this story and loved the hero and thought it might go somewhere. Then, the story took a dark turn and things got rather gross. The local law and the FBI are completely inept even though the killer is so obvious it's ridiculous. When some really nice people are murdered, I could only shake my head in astonishment. A couple of years ago, I reviewed an anthology called Upon a Midnight Clear .