Soon, there is the discovery of another body. The methods and signature of the murder differs, but the level of violence used suggests that the same person is behind both crimes. Hunter’s fears are confirmed when a second part of the poem is found.

Knygos silpnasis bruožas, kuris mane nuvylė, tai pats detektyvas Hanteris. Žinau, kad jis nuo pirmosios serijos dalies yra visažinis, kartais tai jaučia labiau, kartais mažiau, na bet šioje knygoje tai mane erzino skaityti, kaip visi veikėjai aplink padaryti "kvaili" ir uždavinėjantys klausimus su AKIVAIZDŽIAIS atsakymais, bet tik vienintelis Hanteris žino atsakymą. Jis žinos visus atsakymus, visus sprendimus ir šiaip iš esmės yra vaikščiojantis enciklopedija. Šis bruožas knygoje su kiekviena dalimi darosi vis neskanesnis, o gal tiesiog "Parašyta krauju" to turėjo daug daugiau, nei visos dalys iki šiol... nenuskyla. Bare, visiškai dėl atsitiktinumo, jį apšvarina apsukri vagilė. Andžela nežinojo nei ką, nei iš ko vagia, bet iš baro išėjo su didžiuliu krepšiu. Tikėjosi ten rast ką nors vertingo, bet rado kai ką nesuvokiamo. Žudymo dienoraštį. Detalų, iliustruotą nuotraukom ir iškrypusių idėjų pilną. Neilgai trukus, dienoraštis atsiduria Hanterio rankose, o su juo susisiekia pats žudikas, reikalaudamas atgauti knygą. Jis stato savo sąlygas, kurioms Hanteris paklust nenori, bet pasirinkimo neturi. Šis nusikaltėlis gabus, protingas, tikslus ir klaidų nedaro. Savo žiaurius pažadus irgi tesi. Which is where Angela makes a dreadful mistake. Across the way, she observes a lone man who has all his attention on his phone – that is, until an elderly man asks to put his drink on the phone obsessive’s table and is very rudely rebuked. Angela decides to teach the ill-mannered man a lesson and hooks his bag from under the table before she disappears. What she finds inside the bag is about to change her life, and not for the good. It’s a leather bound diary, and its contents have Angela reeling. What has she done? Book Genre: Adult, Contemporary, Crime, Fiction, Mystery, Mystery Thriller, Psychological Thriller, Suspense, Thriller The stupid murderer who carries the murder book with him, and quite careless with this damning evidence. In the end when the killer had Hunter at gunpoint, yet went on confessing, I almost expected Hunter to say. 'It is not too late, Voldemort, feel some remorse and save your soul'.Bob Mortimer wins 2023 Bollinger Everyman Wodehouse Prize for Comic Fiction with The Satsuma Complex A journal ends up on Robert Hunter's desk. It soon becomes clear that there is a serial killer on the loose. A journal ends up on Robert Hunter’s desk. It soon becomes clear that there is a serial killer on the loose.

The extremely rare case of the personal tragedy of an exceptional author who wrote this novel around the death of his partner and included and added dark, meta horror to the usual serial killer setting.Perhaps I shouldn't be too harsh, considering the terrible loss he suffered recently. It must have been really hard to pen a book whilst enduring such pain. Written in Blood will leave you holding your breath whilst waiting to find out more. With detailed descriptions of bizarre murders, no two are the same, it is an addictive read and excellent addition to the Robert Hunter series. The only small negative for me was that some things were over-explained with not every comment needing an explanation. It’s not long before the book is in the hands of Hunter and his partner, Detective Carlos Garcia. Angela had left it anonymously in a colleague’s mailbox, but an incriminating fingerprint on one of the photos stapled inside leads them to her. As she’s brought in for questioning, things look bleak. The book contains the thoughts of a seasoned serial killer who relishes describing their crimes in detail, down to the map reference of where the bodies were buried. This is one of those books that I liked immensely when it started and I thought would be a 5 * but then it went downhill. I know you can't question plot holes in a work of fiction. I don't mind them and can suspend disbelief and enjoy the book. But then this one had glaring plot holes.

A gripping and intense psychological thriller with a very good plot and great characters that really draw you in. Every character, every conversation, every detail is inane and states the obvious, and a lot of the paragraphs about Detective Hunter are copied and pasted from previous books (his history, education, job, sleep, whiskey etc). Puiki dalis, kupina veiksmo, įtampos ir galvosūkių. Nors Hanteris gudrus, šį kartą jo varžovas tikrai jam nenusileido. I was born in Brasilia, Brazil where I spent my childhood and teenage years. After graduating from high school, I moved to the USA where I studied psychology with specialization in criminal behaviour. During my University years I held a variety of odd jobs, ranging from flipping burgers to being part of an all male exotic dancing group.Coerced into making a disturbing choice, Hunter sits through and watches as an unidentified victim is tortured and murdered live on live stream. Librarian Note: There is more than one author in the GoodReads database with this name. See this thread for more information. The dim-witted Angela Wood. She had read the book and knew what the killer is capable of, but [ all she wanted to was stream music from internet. oh Really ! I didn't feel any sympathy for her. Why was Hunter even feeling guilty for not having kept her safe. I wished she suffered for her actions, but unfortunately she came out relatively unscathed. I thought there was a twist here, where Angela would turn out to be the killer's accomplice (why else would she connect to the internet, when she was specifically asked not to ) Then i thought she would redeem herself by helping Hunter. Instead he was begging for her life. In the previous books we have seen Hunter develop and progress and this one is no different. I actually felt that there was a softer side to him in this book in the way that he handled Angela from the start. He’s complex and mood driven, and his personality really shines through when he has got a problem to solve. My usual pragmatic self was somewhat surprised the detectives didn’t race through the book trying to find and identify the sixteen or so victims, but guess that would have been a tad laborious for we readers.