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being a serial killer? That takes a different kind of person, let alone to get away with it so easily, but Red Joy is not just anyone, he’s not just another name in a file. He’s one of the most prolific, most terrifying serial killers in U.S. history. Probably in the world. More feared than Bundy, more hated than Dahmer, maybe even more infamous than the Zodiac.
But like any serial killer, he is still a man of flesh and blood, a fellow citizen in the world, who has a life, a job, and a name, Patrick Jane.
But this story is not about Patrick Jane or Red Joy, this story is about me.
His first and only victim
Who wasn’t found, wasn’t investigated, wasn’t killed. Not physically, anyway. The first life he didn’t take by force—he simply took it over.
This is how he killed me without ever laying a hand on me
My name is Percy Evans, and this is the story of how Red Joy took my life and made it his.