Repetitive, repetitive, repetitive, cliche, stereotype. Five card flop. In the beginning I felt hope that the characters might expand into something interesting in the psychological realm of the psychopathic killer. It was my only hope for the book really, and in that regard it was a letdown. I felt like I was reading a book made from a cliche noir murder flick. It wasn't that long, and everything was pretty pat, so I skipped along to find out the end. If you like middle of the road television, you'll probably like this. Considering that the literary aspect was slim to nil, I have to say the extended and repetitive use of child abuse descriptions and child pornographic descriptions only served to make me feel they were an unconscionable use of creative license. To take on these kinds of subjects in such a gratuitous, mundane, repetitive and cliche manner can only mean that it was meant to appeal to a low minded class of reader, if not people who resemble some of the offensive characters in the book themselves. Sorry for sounding prudish to all you highly experienced horror readers, but it's just something that once you've experienced it first hand, it isn't allowable as entertainment period. Oh, and the injection of descriptive technical gear and their use by the co-author did little to enhance the book. This is my first book by Lee and my last.