There is a killer in New York City. He's targeting ballerinas. Why? How does he manage to hide himself for nearly a year?
He remembered them all vividly. Delicious Lisa had happened by accident. But Elizabeth…she had stopped by for coffee. He left her body in the fountain at Lincoln Center. He scratched his head. No, that was wrong. Elizabeth had been found in the middle of Washington Square Park in a lawn leaf bag. Ah, then there was Nicole. Nicki. With her jet black hair and violet tinged eyes. She had whispered she loved him right before he strangled her. He smiled. Only Heather Cooper had ruined it.
Charlotte Greene in June had been the best. Even better than Lisa. Because she had the same name as Mama. Mama. Suddenly he looked around. His daydreams had to be over. For a year he had worked alone. Now he would have his Mama back. He wouldn’t need his girls anymore.