The Casanova Killer

Jackson was a small man in every way. God had blessed him with two gifts-being disagreeable and passable at writing. The former he'd embraced and made his life's mission. The latter he'd squandered, hacking for tabloids that screamed things like, "ELVIS FOUND ALIVE ON MARS!"

But when he insults the Casanova Killer a serial killer who preys on a particular type of woman. The killer takes it personal and kidnaps Jackson.

"Don't get me wrong, Jackson," the Casanova Killer said calmly. "We're a lot alike you and me. Maybe that's the problem. Anyway, I just had to meet the reporter that wrote, 'And as regards the eponymous Casanova-an obvious legend in his own mind-the rape and strangulation of a few desperate women does not make one a great lover-merely scum.'"

Enter if you dare the world of Casanova Killer and his quest for revenge on a Jackson legend in his own mind.