A teenaged boy stood by his grandfather’s deathbed, watching him struggle to breathe, nervously eyeing the bulging envelope clutched tightly in his withered hands. Everyone gathered feared receiving that particular inheritance. In his youth, his grandfather had hunted a serial killer. He had never come close to catching the sadist and, in desperation, had accepted the killer’s deal; the deaths would stop in exchange for an annual supply of brutal crime scene photos.
He had retired after that, moved to a small town, raised a family, and kept up his end of the bargain; forever shackled to a monster. And now someone needed to take his place.
With his dying breath, the old man handed the envelope to his grandson. Everyone was too relieved to be spared that no one questioned it. At a loss, the teen forced himself to look at the horrific offering and discovered a single letter.
One congratulating the detective for outliving the serial killer that got away.
In that moment, surrounded by a whole community in mourning, the teen realized that his grandfather had lied. He hadn’t been the detective. His grandfather had been the unrepentant serial killer.
I’ve always been fascinated with stories of horrific inheritances, and Volume 12 doesn’t disappoint. Home Again explores a danger left untouched for two generations and The Inhabitant of the Mirror brings to light hidden deceptions.
Family is a wonderful thing. What they leave behind might not be.
Other volumes in the series:
See you in the shadows,