Four decorated U.S. Marines with spotless service records are wanted for the brutal rapes and murders of over a dozen women within four months. Their hunting grounds stretch from New York to Georgia. When Ryan Pearson and his team of FBI agents close in on the first killer, the cornered Marine nearly defeats three heavily armed assault teams with nothing but unbridled violence and grossly deformed hands.
Kate Freeman opened the front door of her vacation villa to see a Florida State Trooper standing on the porch. A few moments later, 50,000 paralyzing volts shot through her body. Her world went dark after her head impacted the tile floor. She woke unable to move. Sitting only a few feet away bound to a chair, her six-year-old son sat quietly staring at her. It was just the beginning of their hellish nightmare.
The apocalypse came as a whisper. Mother Nature had been sending signs for three years, but most didn’t pay attention until she pulled the plug on everything. Nobody will forget where they were and what they were doing at 8:13 on that morning. They’re all still waiting for 8:14. Well, at least the ones that have made it so far. He was stuck in Atlanta traffic, making his way to work, when the world fell silent.
The journey started several years ago while I was still working with a rescue helicopter service. I went to visit my longtime friend Gordon
Atlanta, GA
