Dimensions
153 x 235 x 36mm
In Minneapolis park, he performs his profane ceremony. He arranges the body. He pours the accelerant, anointing the dead. Then he lights the match.
The newspapers have dubbed him the Cremator, the city is in an uproar. But as he strikes the match over his fourth victim, he has a witness, a teenage runaway who sees the Cremator's face in the flickering light of the pyre. But the girl's not talking, not even to Kate Conlan, her advocate.
Once an ambitious young FBI agent, Conlan left the Bureau under a cloud of scandal. Now she's happy to protect the victims and witnesses rather than catch the criminals - yet on this occasion she can't tell if the girl's a reluctant witness, a potential victim, or something more troubling still.
Kate finds herself on the trail of the Cremator. She's got what it takes to stop him - and he wants her alone . . .
