How far would you go to clear your name if a famous criminal profiler called you a menace to society?
When Matt Hamilton got a full scholarship to Stanford, he had one shot at clawing his way out of poverty. But then forensic psychologist Susan Witherell told America about the genotype shared by Matt and all convicted serial killers. As media hype spun the message out of control, Matt refused to sit by and watch his dream turn to ashes. Now he’s in prison, getting unwelcome attention from Witherell’s first big profiling success story, the serial killer Jack Carlson.
Matt just wants to be normal. Susan just wants attention for her discoveries. Jack just wants to share the “love” he received in his recent religious conversion. But three people this single-minded can’t all get what they want.
A.K. Hoffman is a California exile living in (the valley of) the shadow of Detroit. His peace-loving inclinations cause him to be obsessed with violence (naturally). If there are bombs falling, children dying, outrages of unspeakable atrocity, he can’t look away. He’s fond of saying “People love to watch a train wreck.”
His pseudonymously published short story “All Hallow’s Eve in the Shrine of Dead Celebrities” won the Metro Detroit Writer’s prose award for short fiction in 2008.