Last Breath — Michael Prescott

I spy with my little eye a pretty young girl who's going to die....

Caitlin was only ten years old the first time he came for her. She say shadow moving outside her window...felt his footsteps coming to` her ... and heard his foul whispers.

I've waited such a long time for this....

Sixteen years later, LAPD officer Caitlin Osborn has become intimate acquainted with the killer instinct. It's kept her alive-and safe from t inescapable childhood fears that still stalk her. But now a wave of bizarre murders has brought her nightmares back to life. She can see I shadow moving outside her window ... she can feel his footsteps coming toward her ... and she recognizes his foul whispers....

I can feel your breath, Caitlin....