The answer to why is never really obtained. Kit is doing a smash-up job of this, until she makes the mistake that ends up undoing anyone who has no soul in orchestrating murder she becomes friends with her next victim and double screws herself by becoming buddy-buddy with the detective on the case! A good portion of the book was spent with yours truly trying to figure out why the hell she would do such a self-defeating thing. Kit, a 17-year old high school student, IS “The Perfect Killer.” She has no coda on what she does, believing not in right, nor wrong, just in the fact that there are people needing to be killed, and she’s the executor (literally). London is on its toes, keeping alert and trying to bust “The Perfect Killer.” Her victims come to her not by conventional methods of determining who get it, but through letters left in a secret mailbox. And not unbelievable in a good way (EMF). And that ending? Well, friends, that ending goes down as truly unbelievable. It is a good read, just not a great read. All of these things befit what usually means a great read. It is said to appeal to those who like Dexter and the books of Mr. Great cover, great plot, written by a 17-year old that won a prestigious writing contest.
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