A young woman and her boyfriend, carrying the woman's abusive step-father in the trunk of their car, go searching for someone the woman refers to as Angel. When the boyfriend shoots and kills a policeman during a traffic stop, the check run on the car's license plate leads to a link with a string of serial killings from several years earlier, which is where Peter and Frank get called in. As the couple continues their search for Angel leaving a trail of bodies in their wake, Frank must unlock the family's secrets to guess what their goal is and where they are headed. Written by
Jean-Marc Rocher <firstname.lastname@example.org>
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Dear Angel, It's Christmas Eve. I remember when I was ten years old and caught Momma putting presents under the tree. Broke my heart. Believing in Santa was the last bit of little kid mystery left in the world. I'm looking up at the dark winter sky right now wishing that weren't true. Wishing that old guy in the red suit would bring you home. I miss you so much. I gotta go. He hates it when I write to you, and I can hear him comin' up the stairs.