This is book 8 of the Griffin Powell series and my Favourite out of it. It can be read as a standalone.
The game is simple–he is the Hunter. They are the Prey. He gives them a chance to escape. To run. To hide. To outsmart him. But eventually, he catches them. And that’s when the game gets really terrifying. . .
Private investigator Griffin Powell and FBI agent Nicole Baxter know a lot about serial killers–they took one down together. But this new killer is as sadistic as they’ve ever seen. He likes his little games, and he especially likes forcing Nic and Griff to play along. Every unsolvable clue, every posed victim, every taunting phone call–it’s all part of his twisted, elaborate plan. And then the Hunter calls, wanting to know if they’re really ready to play. . .
But Winner Still Kills All. . .
There’s a new game now, and it’s much more deadly than the first. A brutal psychopath needs a worthy adversary. He won’t stop until he can hunt the most precious prey of all–Nicole. And with his partner in a killer’s sights, Griff is playing for the biggest stakes of his life.
Let me show you a small paragraph.
Nic was wide-awake when he came to get her. He looked nothing like she had expected. No horns and forked tail. No murderous glint in his eye. The man who approached her appeared quite normal, not an evil monster. A little under six feet tall, stocky build, dressed in camouflage pants and matching shirt. An ordinary-looking man with a round, almost pleasant face. “Good morning, Nicole,” that familiar soft voice said.
The bickering between Griffin and Nicole started when they investigate the previous case “together”. Nicole dislike him for overstepping his boundaries while Griffin dislike her for always “bashing” the men. But, in this case, they have to investigate together cos the killer strings them into his game. The more time they spent together, the more……….