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Secret Recipe
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Ongoing, First published Apr 14, 2014
Mature
Two strings, an old skirt and an empty beer bottle.

An eraser, a pencil case and a headband.  

A phone cover, a handbag and a spoon.  

These are three of the endless recipes, but these aren't for cupcakes, or frying a chicken. These are recipes for a beautiful dish. Death. Don't belittle these little things, they can cause something as big as death.  

Being the best therapist in the town, Dr Danny Ould have heard enough of dark thoughts coming out from murderers themselves to become one of them. Well known for his gentlemen ways, his high cheek bones and crystal blue eyes who shine even more underneath those spectacles, his notebook filled with these successful recipes pilled on... Along with the bodies.   

After witnessing her best friend get shot to death, Officer Stephanie Taz had been forced to get therapy every twice a week. She knew in her heart she was perfectly fine but she just needed help remembering what happened after the gun went off and she blacked out. After getting a sneak peak at Danny's 'recipe book', Stephanie couldn't help but suspect that the contents has more to uncover.   

As visits increased, more is uncovered. From blurred images popping up in her mind related to that incident, to the fact that those clean pale hands of Danny's is in fact stained with cold blood.  

Warning: Includes a lot of mind fuck, plus obviously blood...

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