Aldis | Book #2
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"Tell me, have you ever killed someone?"
"No."
"I have. Killed more than I can count. And have you ever felt regret?"
"Of course I have."
"But I haven't. And that's why you can't save me."
Five years. That's how long people have been searching for a mysterious murderer that kills without reason and leaves without a trace.
Five years. That's how long Aldis has been traveling throughout the country, riding it of those who torture others for their own self entertainment.
[Book #2 of the Dark Light series]
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