Lieutenant Jacqueline “Jack” Daniels is having a rough time of it lately. Beyond the fact that it is a nasty October day in Chicago as the novel opens, the crime scene at a local 7-11 is a mess. They have a body of a white female, blonde, in her twenties with deep stab wounds and strangulation marks. She was found face down in the trash receptacle with a note stapled to her chest that taunts the Police and identifies the killer as “the Gingerbread Man.” As the freezing rain continues to fall and the media arrives, it becomes clear that the witnesses didn't see anything that will help.
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The investigation begins and soon seems to stall which does nothing to ease Jack's chronic insomnia. Late night shopping binges via cable and credit card only make her feel worse as does the fact that her live in boyfriend dumped her in favor of his personal trainer, Roxy. Then there is the fact that the case quickly turns in to a media circus and the arrival of a pair of humorless profilers from the FBI does nothing to help. The situation quickly escalates and before long as he tauntingly kills again, the killer sets his target on Jack as his final victim.
The review of this Book prepared by Kevin R. Tipple
