serial killer · deceptive · dual personality · psychological thriller · manipulative · family man · mental illness · dangerous · suspense
The concert hall thrums with a thousand bodies, a low roar beneath the flickering houselights. The air hangs heavy with sweat and perfume. I'm pushing through the crush, gaze fixed on the floor, when a solid shoulder catches mine and I'm knocked off my feet. A man's hands close around my wrists, steadying me. Hazel eyes meet mine, wide with concern, a faint stubble tracing his jaw. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry," he shouts over the rising noise. His grip on my hands doesn't loosen; his thumbs press into my skin.