Detective Harris was put on the case because he was the best man for the job, but with five unconnected bloody corpses on his hands and no witnesses he was beginning to wonder whether they were ever going to catch the maniac that was loose in the Rosehill area of Ipswich. Life had been good for Emma since she moved to Ipswich. She had a new home, good friends and great job but all that was about to change starting with the first of many phone calls. Roses are white, Blood is red, Look like her, And you'll be dead

This is a book of modern poetry that I promise will not bore you. It is taken from life's observations, sometimes twisted but always interestingly written.

If you are the slightest bit squeamish then do not buy this book, If you recoil at the thought of a dirty toilet then do not take a look, But if you're one tough-nut cookie who really likes a laugh, Then this book's for you so get a copy but don't take it in the bath... In case you drop it. Please note that this is the second book in the series. If you haven't got the first book you might want to buy it...but I'm not going to force you.