lohanweel096
**"Sometimes, hell isn't the underworld - it lives inside your soul."**
The streets of Boston are soaked in blood once more.
An unknown mind kills with artistic precision, leaving behind quotes, symbols, and hidden messages at each crime scene.
The police are clueless. Only one man might understand the Leatherbound Killer - **Gelhart Hopkins**, a detective who bends every rule, haunted by shadows of his past and armed with eyes that pierce through lies.
A coffin on the altar.
A woman's body, arranged like a line of poetry.
A book that cannot be read.
And a mind that doesn't just kill - it **creates**.
If you're drawn to Poe, if you crave psychological thrillers, if the darkness calls to you: *step into the labyrinth of a mind bound in leather*.
**Are you ready?
He's already waiting.**