Tyrone Lewis was a well-behaved child. He knew he should not go into the stragner's car, but he did. And for the twelfth time, residents of a racially mixed Southern city were locked in desperate terror. One by one, the dead bodies of young black boys were turning up, their hands carefully folded across their chests, all victims of an insane killer who struck and vanished at will. As the city mobilized its forces, strange alliances formed, investigators were bitterly divided. And though the deaths were shocking, ugle, the truth would turn out to be far uglier...
I enjoyed this book. I almost felt like I was reading a true crime novel, without the gory details. What he did to those poor boys:(
