Lady Killer 443
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The Lady Killer 443...
14 murders...
Target- Men between 25-35...
All found strangled and sedated before death...
1 murderer...
Who is it?
Max Camden and Rosalyn Bailey, the two Crime Scene Investigators are on a mission to find out the answer. Their main goal is to find out who the Lady Killer 443 is, and to put her behind the bars.
Will they be successful? Or will the story take an unexpected turn?
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