Karen shrugged. "They know you've caught people no one else could find. They know you've been in situations no one else could have survived. They know you're the best hunter in the FBI, with more skill, more courage, more intelligence, mor ... what should I call it? More 'understanding' of the mind of a serial killer than anyone in the Bureau."
"Call it fellow feeling," said Becker.
They'd called Becker back for this case. Had to. He was the only one who knew, really knew, what went on inside someone's head in the throes of a killing frenzy. But this case was different.
Five young boys had been kidnapped from shopping malls in the north-eastern United States. Their mutilated bodies are discovered weekd later, discarded by the roadside. But there is no sexual abuse, and the corpses have been lovingly washed and groomed.
For Becker it means reliving his own hell as he tracks a killer who fits no known profile - and whose victims disappear leaving no sign of their abduction.
I enjoyed this thriller told from the point of view of Becker, the FBI agent and Ash, one of the kidnappers. I did get a bit frustrated with the FBI that they had their theory/profile and didn't look at any other possibilities.
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