It wasn't the blackouts or strange images of childhood resurfacing on the troubled waters of his mind that worried Rick Berryman. That privilege was reserved for the voices which spoke to him from the still of the night. Voices crying out from a maelstrom of pain: they were coming, coming for him.

When the finger of suspicion is pointed in his direction - following a bloody killing spree of six young women - even Rick Berryman begins to doubt his own sanity. Could he be the psychopathic killer? A deadly modern-day Jekyll and Hyde who roams the streets of North Yorkshire or is he the unfortunate innocent trapped in the delusions of his own mind?

Shaun Herbert weaves a tale of,did he, didn't he, which sways the reader's judgement one way then the other in a strange sympathetic roller-coaster ride of emotion.