When Trust Bleeds
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Last published Mon, Aug 18, 2025
A brilliant criminal psychologist.
A patient who knows about murders that were never made public.
And a mind that can't be trusted - not even by itself.
Dr. Elira Voss is known for getting inside the heads of killers. But when Lucien, a mysterious woman with haunting eyes, begins recounting details of crimes no one else should know, Elira is pulled into a dark spiral of obsession, memory, and unraveling identity.
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