[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

A few years after her parents died, Kathryn joins a local police force so maybe people like herself wouldn't have to suffer. ...she's not Batman, she carries a firearm sometimes. She makes a carrier on cold cases and the common ghostly patrol, happily keeping to herself. She assumes that things could only go up from here... but, I guess life's not fair. Tragedy after terrifying tragedy, she's caught peeking in on what she thinks is the source of a missing persons case. What she finds makes her wish it were only a little, textbook mass murder. If only life were that easy.