Delilah's Dead: Confession of a Killer

Llyn has always been told he looks like his mother-a woman he barely remembers. He knows he should miss her and should feel something, but grief is just a concept, not an experience. The summer of 1972 in Texas is unbearably bright, but inside Llyn, there's only cold detachment.

Then there's Delilah. Beautiful. Radiant. Meant for something more.

She's dead now. And Llyn killed her.

Or so he thinks.

As Llyn pieces together the events leading up to Delilah's death, cracks start forming in his perfect logic. Memories shift. Shadows lengthen. The truth may be something even he didn't see coming.

Because if Llyn didn't kill her... who did?

And why does he still feel nothing?