73 people have disappeared in the past 5 years, but who's to know? Nobody. The Reaper's too careful for that. He comes in the night. No traces. No witnesses. Always 1 casualty: a willing victim. He whisks them off to a safer, better life, a life unhindered by the evils that plague them: a good life. Unfortunately, with his growing hit list, come variables. And variables invariably result in mistakes. Someone is on to him. Someone dangerous, someone who’s destroying everything he's built, victim by victim. It's only a matter of time before the police catch on, before the villain prevails, and his operations and identity are revealed. He could run. Leave it all behind, forget all the good he's done in this world and run for his life like a coward. He could be his 75th victim. But, as fate would have it, he currently has the 74 strapped to the backseat, and a disadvantageous obligation to get her to where she needs to be before they catch him. One last job. One hell of a ride. Cover by @BlackRaven-