Slob — Rex Miller

REIGN OF TERROR

He thinks of himself as Death. Death likes to drive through strange, darkened suburban streets at night, where there's an endless smorgasbord of humanity for the taking. He loves it so, he can taste the thrill of it. In a few seconds he will see the innocent little people and he will flood the night with a river of blood. Nothing stops a river…

Jack Eichord, a Chicago homicide detective, must trail this human monster, this genius killer and his hostages, deep into labyrinthian sewers. Eichord thinks he knows the savage and frenzied patterns of his quarry…he can guess at the number of “next” victims…but does he guess that one of them is going to be the woman he loves…?