Like a moth to a flame, the killer circles his victims. Loose and rampant in the city, undetected, unchallenged and descending into madness with each kill. Time is running out.
Shevron is running out of time and so are the victims. Unless she can open her mind to the impossible the killer will get away with murder, again.
A child will be left without a mother. A mother will be left without a daughter, a brother will lose his sister and one by one- a family will be destroyed as Shevron struggles to embrace who she is.