How To Love a Murderer
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Last published Wed, Jun 3, 2026
"You are not... you're not the one behind the murders happening in the city, are you?"
Ian desperately wanted him to laugh and tell him he was losing his mind. Instead, Zhedya just stared at him with calm, soft eyes-and said nothing.
Ian Parker never asked to witness a brutal murder. All he did was follow a lead. Now the killer wants him silenced.
But when Zhedya Hunter,the city's most brilliant forensic pathologist saves his life, Ian feels both safe... and terrified.
Because every time a new body turns up, the trail somehow leads back to Zhedya. The police don't see it. Nobody does. Except Ian.
Is Zhedya his protector... or his predator?
Either way, Ian can't escape him. And soon, Ian must choose to either pick up the manual on How To Love a Murderer or not.
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