PEEL-BEHIND THEIR EYES. Book 1 (Complete)

The suburbs of Great Grimsby were quiet early Sunday morning. It was bright, dry, and a little blustery down Grovener lane. Cars sat coldly along the roadside, paths were awash with autumn's golden fall, and houses on either side were still fast asleep.

"An idyllic scene that middle-class families dreamed of on days like this" the dark-clad stranger thought whilst leaning against one of the old oak trees that lined the curb. Sitting down on the iron framed bench, pulling up the collar of a very long raincoat, the stranger became a pool of darkness. Unfolding a recently acquired newspaper, the stranger began to read, a small story tucked on page 8 caught their eye: Rebecca Hanstead, 14, missing.

The dark stranger smiled. "If only they knew, soon they will." A chuckle dripped from the shadow of the cap. "Not just yet, though there's still another who has to run away from home."

Later, a dark blue Mercedes pulled up, a young girl, Macy, sobbing as she got out, disheveled and angry. The stranger rose. "Excuse me, Selena isn't it?" The tear-streaked girl, Macy, turned. "What, no, I'm Macy..." A moment too late, the black winged coat enveloped her. "You have beautiful eyes Macy, beautiful eyes. Eye's ripe for the plucking."