The third book in this series seems hurriedly written and probably would have benefited by being more carefully edited. As the series has progressed, I have found myself liking Susan Ward less and less. She increasingly makes foolish "only-in-horror-movies" choices that seem especially unlikely for someone who has been in life-threatening situations with serial killers twice in the past six months. Plus I never find her one-liners funny and don't know why she insists on making them in front of knife-wielding maniacs. I guess the stuff about America's glamorization of serial killers was interesting. Cain has WAY upped the grisliness in this book, which made me re-evaluate the flippant way I think of serial killers and their victims, but also left me with a lot of unpleasant images in my brain pan. The best part of this book were the character sketches of the people who discovered the corpses. I could have read an entire book about the old lady who doesn't want to fall from shock because that would mean breaking her hip and thus losing her dog.

I don't think anybody I'm friends with on this site would like this book.