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Not a good book in the serial killer genre This was the first Elizabeth George book I've read, and I won't read any more. I picked it up because I'm interested in mysteries involving serial killers, but this one lacked the fear factor or the creepiness of writers like James Patterson or Thomas Harris, and the serial killer wasn't credible. I don't think the author did much research on serial killers before she wrote her book: serial killers are notoriously sociopathic, and it's just not believable that one would have an accomplice, like Ms. George's did. Also, I felt like I wandered into the funeral of a total stranger by mistake. The whole end of the book was taken up with the death of a character who wasn't even killed by the serial killer. Her death didn't seem to have much to do with the rest of the story, except to make the obvious point that there is a lot of random violence in the world. Duh. The only good thing I can say about the book is that it caught the intensity of the police hunt well. But other writers in the serial killer genre do a much better job of describing the urgency of the hunt.