The studio

Dete

a day off in fourteen months. No

istic about what the bastard did. Four victims, all women. All posed like Renaissance paintings.

eks earlier. A law student. Bookish. Quiet. Not the

ims. Four portraits. Four months apart. The killer was metic

en, he

ng bugged him more than anything else: the quality of the paintings. They weren't

rea whose work matched the style. Seventy-tw

mber forty seven he had to look at