Three captivating models are stalked through the fashion capitals of Europe by a self-mutilating killer who wants to get under their skin.
In this nineties, neo-noir style, erotically charged thriller, Olivia Leadoux is a gorgeous Hitchcockian blonde being stalked by a deranged madman named 'Stitches.'
Olivia is haunted by visions of the killer’s next target, as he closes in on her and her friends. Can she stop the murderer before he kills again? Horror mystery writer, Steven Stacy, and horror author, Kevin J. Kennedy join forces to tell this powerful thriller of deception and lust that will leave you on the edge of your seat until the terrifying finalé.
I feel like I should warn readers. I had a book hangover for a week after reading this book. I fell into it hard and fast. Once I started, I couldn’t stop reading. And for at least a week after, I kept thinking about all the different aspects and the “what-ifs”.
I didn’t love the characters, which made everything that happened that much easier to be ok with so to speak. And when I say I didn’t love them, I mean their personalities we kind of awful. They seemed like shallow people and the kind of person I want nothing to do with. I don’t mean they were written badly. They were written exactly who they were, so it was hard for me to feel sorry for any of them.
I’ve not read anything by Steven Stacy before, but I’ve read a lot of Kevin J. Kennedy’s stuff. Stitches ranks right up there at the top of my list of not only favorite Kennedy stories but of stories in general. They did a great job with it and I look forward to reading more work by Steven.
I’ve been in a bit of a book slump lately. Very little has been holding my interest for long. I loved how it wasn’t full of filler scenes “setting the mood”, etc. So often I find myself bored and skimming that kind of stuff. They did a great job of getting right to the point and staying there.