Harry has been a careful serial killer, but after a holiday trip with Louis, it's all coming to the light. And one of them has to die. Excerpt: Harry spread the pearly bubbles over his friend as gently as he could. Even through the sponge, he could feel the contours of Louis's body. And he noticed things. The way the netted sponge caught on a hard, little nipple. The way the bubbles matted the brown hair between Louis's pelvic bones. He noticed. He considered tossing the bath poof, and letting his hands smooth the soap over this angel....