About the book
Alastor: Fear as an Art and Weapon Chapter Forty-Five: Fletcher Olivia bounded toward the nearest case, vibrating with excitement. “Ro, look! Fletch—fountain pen—Therapist Violet—dead bird—Prodigy Rodrigo—map to his body—Lawyer Olivia—preserved plant thing—Housewife? The wine-red blood soaking into the serial killer’s purple athletic quarter-zip, the woven runner under her. “What about Alastor?