A Rose Dipped in Blood
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NYPD Detective Alex Hawk is one of the best. He solves murders, kidnapping just simple mysteries that no one else can. His skills are challenged and put to the test against a cunning and slippery serial killer when a series of dead bodies are found with all the same kill sign. A rose left on the corpse, drenched in the victims blood. At the same time, Hawk must balance his work life and his personal life. His daughter, Kayla is in her midteens- a very trying time for parents. And when his ex-wife enters the picture along with a new female partner, Alex must work double as hard to keep his lives separated. But what happens when they are combined by force? Will Hawk find it in himself the strength to defeat this uncatchable rose killer? Or will they escape and the case remain unsolved?
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