When the phone calls began in the dead of the night, Jackie chalked them up to a prank caller. She had had her share of harassment coming up the ranks of the Air Force and shrugged them off. Then she began noticing changes in her home she had not made, unsigned love letters began arriving, and Jackie knew she needed to worry. Was she paranoid, going crazy, or were men at work not getting the message that she wasn’t interested?
In the neighboring town, a more ominous situation was afoot. The unexplained death of yet another young, single woman had the police on alert. Same MO, different small town. It was only a matter of time before the killer found his next victim.