The Killer In Me by Margot Harrison
Hasn’t he lived long enough? Why not? I could take him like a thief in the night.
This is how the Thief thinks. He serves death, the vacuum, the unknown. He’s always waiting. Always there.
Seventeen-year-old Nina Barrows knows all about the Thief. She’s intimately familiar with his hunting methods: how he stalks and kills at random, how he disposes of his victims’ bodies in an abandoned
mine in the deepest, most desolate part of a desert.
Now, for the first time, Nina has the chance to do something about the serial killer that no one else knows exists. With the help of her former best friend, Warren, she tracks the Thief two thousand miles, to his home turf-the deserts of New Mexico.
But the man she meets there seems nothing like the brutal sociopath with whom she’s had a disturbing connection her whole life. To anyone else, Dylan Shadwell is exactly what he appears to be: a young veteran committed to his girlfriend and her young daughter. As Nina spends more time with him, she begins to doubt the truth she once held as certain: Dylan Shadwell is the Thief. She even starts to wonder . . . what if there is no Thief?
Nina is a troubled girl. She sees brutal murders through someone else’s eyes. And whatever she does, she can never seem to stop him. She’s not even sure if he’s real. But she has his name and residence, so she decides to trek across the country to find him and get answers.
The Killer In Me is an exciting and captivating psychological thriller. With a couple of shocking twists along the way, I thoroughly enjoyed this story. The characters are vivid, and there is plenty of mystery, suspense, and drama. Young adults on up should enjoy this mind twister.