Meredeth Connelly Mind Hunt Thrillers

In the dark world of the relentless .40 Caliber Killer, FBI super-profiler Agent Meredeth Connelly fights to stop him before he massacres another family. As she meticulously collects evidence and the body count rises, it becomes clear that this ruthless murderer knows her intimately. Each nauseating crime scene evokes a mounting sense of dread, each dead child intensifies her emotional anguish, her senseless feelings of guilt, and her unbearable headaches. She must keep them secret from the Bureau at the risk of her job while answering an internal call to protect women and children regardless of the cost. After two decades spent hunting serial killers, Agent Connelly thought she had seen it all. But delving deeper into the maze of clues dead-ends produces strange occurrences within her, awakening fragmented dreams and unsettling hallucinations. Are these clues leading her closer to the truth, or are they tricks of her overwrought emotions and exhausted mind? Are they buried secrets and elusive memories or is she losing her sanity? Engaged in a fierce psychological battle, she races against the ever-ticking clock to regain control over her body and mind. She must stop the killer-one way or another-before he claims another innocent family and she must add another item to her internal list of failures. She must stop him; her own survival and the lives of countless innocents hang in the balance. Why do these haunting crime scenes echo a clarion call in the deepest parts of her mind? Will catching the brutal serial killer silence the turmoil within her or will it only mark the start of a more intense, more personal battle?

THEY CUT HIM OFF. HE CUTS THEM DOWN. The Highwayman delivers death and destruction. Road rage is his ritual - his obsession. Always at mile marker 33. Always brutal. This might be Special Agent Meredeth Connelly's toughest case yet. His crimes span the nation's highways. His gruesome deliveries are accelerating. She's spread too thin. She needs help - but at what cost? He's got full tanks. She's riding on empty. How do you track a killer who's miles away before anyone knows he's killed again? Eighteen wheels. One crowbar. Forty tons of rolling death. It will take a killer's insight to catch The Highwayman. But there's a price for such help, however. There's always a price - this time, perhaps more than she can pay.

HE'S PLAYING GAMES. SHE'S PLAYING FOR KEEPS. The convicted hitman known as the Snowman challenges BAU superstar Meredeth Connelly to a scavenger hunt where the prizes are all gruesome. She dislikes him the instant she lays eyes on him. He can't take his eyes off her. Something about him makes her uncomfortable, something about her makes him hostile. He looks too old to be one of Ankou's disciples. Is the case unrelated to Ankou's plan or is the Snowman someone Meredeth should know? She has a thousand questions to which he always responds with dishonesty and another clue to another missing person's case. He's cold and unemotional. The bonfire of her fury grows with each new clue he drops. A body in the forest One buried in hot sand Another, no life vest Many more across the land Is the Snowman telling the truth, or does he only want a day in the sunshine and free air?

HE TAKES ALL HIS GIRLFRIENDS SAILING - ONE LAST TIME. Agent Connelly tracks him through the streets. She searches for his identity, for the reasons behind his murders. Even he doesn't know the answers to those questions. She needs to find him, to stop him. How can she when he doesn't even know who he is. All he knows is that he loves women… As long as they're dead. He kills to forget. She hunts for her past. The Pass-A-Grille Killer is sinking bodies into the Gulf of Mexico, and it's up to her to fish them out. St. Petersburg, Florida has a problem - one bigger than they know - and they'd better pray that Meredeth Connelly is the answer. Rich. Good-looking. Charming. Fancy car and boat. If he invited you for an evening cruise, would you go? His victims did, and it was their last sunset.

CLOSER AND CLOSER, SHE COMES. FASTER AND FASTER, HE KILLS. The Ripper kills and kills and kills again, leaving their bodies where they fall. He cuts and cuts and cuts again, not content until he's killed them all. The weight of the world is on Special Agent Meredeth Connelly's shoulders. Madness has driven the Ripper into a frenzy. He moves to the rhythm of the knife, and each night, he takes another life. He leaves her messages. She's heard them all before Eight little whores with no chance of Heaven Seven little whores, beggin' for a shilling Six little whores, glad to be alive Two little whores, shivering with fright. With someone recreating Jack the Ripper's crimes, is any woman safe?

HE LEADS A SATANIC CULT. SHE LEADS A TASK FORCE. People around Kahin Alshaytan go missing, and everyone asks the same question: Where have they gone? He claims people come and go as they please, and the local police can't find any evidence: no blood, no signs of a struggle, no bodies. Special Agent Meredeth Connelly develops a profile. Alshaytan offers to cooperate; she isn't convinced of his altruism. He claims he rules his followers with an iron fist, but his girlfriend smirks behind him. He likes to talk, likes to imply he's responsible for the missing people. Who is he protecting? Are they tracking one killer or two? Paranoid. Delusional. Megalomaniac. Killer? He claims to make sacrifices to the devil. What will she sacrifice to stop him?