Gil Richard

Through Your Dying Eyes Gil Richard

Hands around her neck, he squeezed . . . Maria thrashed and scratched with long, manicured nails, but the man was too strong. He squeezed harder and bent to better catch every glimpse of life after death, every reality of life from the Other Side. Alex must kill again and again . . . but how many times before Jim Lawson, Detective First Grade, and Marta Brown, his pretty black assistant, will forestall the serial killer, whose only pursuit is stealing life . . . through your dying eyes?