The Good Samaritan (No. 106)

Send an Encrypted Message to the MenYou know, there’s a peculiar breed of monster that doesn’t wear a mask at all—just walks among us, perfectly average, perhaps even charming, until you catch a glimpse of the rot beneath. The Good Samaritan Killer is precisely that sort: a vindictive little phantom with a martyr complex and a scalpel, doling out retribution under the pretense of justice. Eye for an eye, rib for a rib. I’ve met his kind in Dar es Salaam and Düsseldorf—people who confuse vengeance with virtue.Meanwhile, my delightful friends at the FBI are chasing shadows while I, as ever, do the heavy lifting. I’m hunting someone too: the man who put a bullet through the beautiful curve of my ribcage. And believe me, when I find him, it won’t be an act of revenge. It will be a lesson in consequences.Ah, and Lizzie. Poor, stubborn Lizzie. Still clinging to the hope that her life isn’t riddled with secrets. I do admire her resolve. I truly do.So pour yourself something strong and buckle up. This one’s messy.